a father went to say good night to his son as it was routine since he knew his son would have trouble sleeping if he didn't it was a sort of Silent tradition between them one he never forgot to attend the room was dimly lit by the lamp but the father could clearly see there was something unusual about the kid tonight he looked the same just with a huge grin that Drew from ear to ear you okay buddy he asked the sun nodded still grinning before saying daddy check for monsters under my bed the father chuckled
and got on his knees to take a look there under the bed was his son his real son pale trembling and scared to death he whispered daddy there's someone on my bed
