Flash Fiction: Under My Bed

“Mama, there’s someone under my bed!”

Mom leaned in closer to her daughter.

“What did you say sweetie?”

She whispered to mom.

“Under my bed. There is someone there.”

Mom sighed.

“We have been through this before, Nancy. There is no one there.”

“But there is, mom. He is there every night.”

Mom rolled her eyes.

“Okay, I am going to check it one more time. See..here I go down. And as I said, there is no one here.”

Nancy huffed. Mom kissed her on the forehead.

“Good night, sweetie. Sleep well.”

“Good night, mommy.”

After mom had left, Nancy spoke aloud.

“She still can’t see you. This is wrong.”

“She will, someday….”

Came a soft voice from under the bed…


Word Count: 123

Prompt:

#TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya

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