All Hallows Story

Thought I would share the inspiration for my NaNoWriMo project this year since it fits the Hallowe'en feel. Hope you enjoy it!


Most children have monsters in their closets. They may appear fuzzy and harmless enough, but their true nature always appears with glowing eyes, lolling tongues, and the needle sharp teeth. They feed off fear, but there have been no casualties yet.

I am not one of those children. I used to rest in my bed, staring up at the shadow shifting ceiling, waiting for anything to give me that thrill. I wanted to clutch my blanket and relish the unrelenting pounding of my heart. Instead, I would wake up in the morning to the simple songbird that had a nest near my bedroom window. All appeared well in my world.

Soon, I was too old. There wasn’t a monster that would want a child my age. I would think of the other children in my first days of school. They didn’t have enough sleep judging from the weight of their eyelids, or when they happened to jump at any little sound. I would ask them questions, but not enough for them to suspect that I was monsterless.

“My monster won’t let me dream. Are dreams real?” one girl asked.

“My monster sits at the foot of my bed and tears the pages out of my books. The teachers don’t care when I tell them it ate my homework. They tell me to hide it better,” a boy told me once at the bus stop.

“They like their reflection in my mirror,” I would lie.

© Natasha M. Heck


Happy Hallowe'en!

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