By Nicole J. Simms
Ever since Tommy had told Sammy about the Bogeyman, Sammy wanted to catch him. So every night Sammy would climb down from his bed and lie on the floor in wait for the Bogeyman.
After seven days, and no sign of the Bogeyman, Sammy decided to stop hunting.
That night while snuggled in his bed, Sammy felt someone shaking him. He opened his eyes and shrieked. A black skeletal figure loomed over him.
‘What are you doing?’ asked the figure.
‘Wh-Wh-What?’ Sammy gripped his quilt.
The figure sighed. ‘This is my spot. You need to get back on the floor.’
©Nicole J. Simms 2015