Originally Posted by Wetdogeared
When I was young I always thought there were monsters under the bed. When I put my ear to the pillow and could hear my own heartbeat I was sure it was the footsteps, or other noise, of some witch or ogre under there just waiting for me to stick my head over the edge.
I had a witch in my closet. That b*tch would scare the crap out of me almost every night.
I think my boy just misses his step-dad. He started working 12-14 hours a day and last week he went 5 days without seeing him
Also, I think TGS got this one, that's a great answer.