As any smart kid does, Billy checked under the bed first, upon entering his bedroom.
Nothing was there and the room looked normal. All of a sudden, he felt a presence and
spun around. "AAAAgh!" he yelped as he looked up and up at the largest monster he'd ever
seen. It's head barely brushing the ceiling. The boy backed up, stumbling a couple of
times, until he came up against the desk. With two steps, the thing was across the room.
The monster had a most terrible grin. It's yellow fangs, glistening in the light, were at least
five inches long. It made a huffing sound as it came nearer. Gulping with a dry mouth, Billy
slipped sideways to gain a few more feet, as if it made a difference. He backed into the
corner, against the bookcase. The monster's open-mouthed grin widened, showing more
needle sharp teeth. When it raised it's massive hands, Billy's eyes widened in horror as
claws as large as his head clicked and came within inches of his face. He could smell the
monster's humid breath. It was a fetid mix of raw meat and peanut butter. Turning his head
aside, Billy closed his eyes, wondering if this was going to hurt very long. With a whisper-
like growl, the monster took a deep breath and Billy grimaced, bracing for the pain. He
waited, thinking of all the things he would miss. There was too long of a pause and the boy
opened one eye, then the other. The monster was waiting for him to look.
The thing raised his right paw and hooked one razored claw out like a knife. Trembling
and sweating, Billy whimpered, wanting to yell, or say something. The monster cocked it's
head and then..... and then.... and then he tapped the kid on the chest and with a deep
gravely voice, said, "Tag, you're It." The creature then stood up, turned and with stunning
speed for such a large creature, hopped over the bed with ballet-like grace and ran out the
door. It looked right, then left, then went right, vanishing down the hall.
