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Where The Demons Hide

He stared at her.
Dark soul-less eyes.
And he asked her.

"Did you ever notice or wonder why?
The monsters hide under the bed?
Or in closets?
Always in the dark?
Do you ever consider that there is reason
they do this?
Did you ever stop and want to know?"

She stared at him.
Her eyes filled with wonder.
He was darkness.
But he might as well been a god.

"No-- I don't know why?"

"They're hiding.
Under the bed.
In the closets.
In the dark.
They're hiding from you."

"Why would they hide from me?"

"Monsters hide away from you.
In the places you are scared to look.
Because they are just as scared of you.
As you are of them."

And in the blink of an eye.
He was gone.
And she never even got a chance.
A single moment or second.
To ask him what he even meant.
By the cryptic thing he said.
Written by Page_Writer (Mad Girl)
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