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others. He stood quietly as he watched the comforter slide off her small body. The monster moved faster than light. “Get away from her,” he hissed through his clenched teeth. “What the …” Sally’s father dropped the blanket and turned, anger quickly turning to horror as he saw the enormous shadow. “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. What in the hell …” “I said, get away from her. If you go near her again, I will destroy you.” Sally’s father backed out of the room, the front of his jeans turning dark as urine soaked them. The monster walked over to Sally’s bed and gently replaced the comforter over her, ripping it a little more as he did, before he became just another memory.


2017 Freshwater Literary Journal  
2017 Freshwater Literary Journal  

Professional literary journal produced at Asnuntuck Community College