So today (May 16th) is National Flash-Fiction Day. To celebrate, I (quickly) wrote this short little thing. Enjoy!
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“Daddy…” said Suzy nervously, holding the bedclothes tightly, “…I think there’s a monster under my bed…”
“Look Suzy, we’ve been through this.” her father sighed. “There’s no such thing as monsters.”
“But…”
He leant in close, his voice a reassuring whisper. “Think about it. You are utterly convinced there’s a monster, right?”
“Yes…”
“But monsters aren’t real, so there is no monster. So your imagination is going to be playing tricks on you. Every creak, every movement of shadows, every little thing you’re going to think is that non-existent monster. So you see, what you think is a monster… is in fact nothing more than your fear! All you have to do is be brave. When you’re not scared anymore, that ‘monster’ will vanish forever!”
“But daddy, I…”
“Trust me, Suzy.” he smiled. “It’s all in your head. You have the power to make that monster go away. You can do it! I believe in you!” he made some exaggerated fist-pumping motions, causing her to giggle.
“Thanks daddy…” she said with a smile. He leant forward, tucked her in and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Love you.” she said.
“Love you too sweetie.” he replied. “Goodnight!”
He clicked off the light, gave her one last smile as he left the room and then carefully and quietly clicked the door shut. The sound of his footsteps as he went down the stairs was all that could be heard, and soon that too went quiet. Suzy lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.
“Did you understand any of that?” asked the monster, poking its head out from beneath the bed.
“Not a word.”
-Cpoffley

