Camouflaged Predators

“Dad, can you check under my bed for monsters?”

The little boy’s father smiled and then squatted down to check for monsters. He didn’t find a monster under his bed, he found his son.

The boy whispered, “Daddy, theres someone on my bed”

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“Sam, could you come downstairs for a second? I need help with something” 

“Alright, I’m coming”

Don’t go down there, I heard it too” His mother’s voice sounded echoey coming out of the closet by the stairs.

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