The father tucked his daughter in.

“Dad,” the little girl said; her eyes were brown, wide, and glossy. “Can you check under my bed for monsters?”

The father kissed his daughter and smiled. “Sure.”

He bent down and lifted the bed skirt with flare. 

Brown, wide, and glossy eyes met him. “Daddy. There is a monster up on my bed.”

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Author's Note: Boo.

I just saw this story hovering around in the interweb, but I changed it 'cause I thought it'd be creepier with a little girl, so I can't really claim ownership to the actual story.