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Understanding by Katherine DeGilio

She used to pull the cov­ers over her head when shad­ows mor­phed into mon­sters.

One day she walked into her room, tears cling­ing to her cheeks, and the mon­ster growled.
She growled loud­er.

Now she dan­gles her arm out the side of her bed, and they hold hands.

The End.

One comment

I enjoyed this. I like the tran­si­tions, how much of the change in the dynam­ic you get across in so few words. Love­ly.

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