The Monster Under the Bed

He crawled out from under my bed at five in the morning, and by evening we were running to the altar, hiding from our pursuers. A monster lives inside him, and his past is shrouded in the darkness of many secrets. His present is frightening too—full of uncertainty and the unknown. It’s difficult and insanely dangerous to be with him, but only near him does my devilish tail tremble—not out of fear, but from anticipation of real adventures!