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INDEX: A Main Story…A1 Classified Ads…A2 Weather…B2 BCooking…B1 Heath…B2 August, 27 2001 Issue #16 This
Story was written by Mo Rogers From Seattle and will be continued next week. |
Mr. Boogeyman The
day that Steffy moved upstairs I knew I was going to die. We had been the
Hathaway bedtime team since I was old enough to be scared. Five years older
than me, Steff was the self-appointed protector of all the vile evil that
lived under the bottom bunk in our room. The
day our beds arrived, I moved from the crib which I had long ago outgrown. I
was thrilled at the thought of moving to a big girl’s bed, until the news
came down. Steffy assigned me to the bottom bunk. “You’ll
be just fine” she tried to assure me when Jeremy our older brother suggested
I could be Boogeyman bait. “I’ve got a secret plan.” She whispered when he
left the room. Steff
promised to lie watching and waiting over me at night. She was the warrior,
the one that would take the fall. From the height of the top bunk, her skinny
bean-pole body would be ten times as heavy with the pull of gravity. She
would make quite a splash if old Mr. Boogeyman so much as showed his ugly
hulking corpse (he was actually dead, you know). “His
guts would be spilled everywhere, and we would be rid of the under-bed
monster forever.” She was always quick to add, “of course mom and dad would
be there to help clean up the mess.” And in case I had any lingering doubts,
“our heroics would make headlines in the local papers, too.” She was quite sure of it. I
slept peacefully the years that Steff was in my bedroom, under her watchful
eye and instruction on the care and feeding of Mr. Boogeyman. The occasional
bit of rubbish tossed under the bed seemed to satisfy his needs. He ate all
kinds of garbage, but seemed to like human food the best. There were always
crumbs to brush under the bed from a doll tea party, or pizza scraps from one
of Steff’s weekend sleep-over parties. One time he got an entire serving of
broccoli when I was stuck in bed for three days with the chicken pox. Keeping
him full and keeping him happy became an important part of my life. I cried the night that Steff announced
she was taking her top bunk bed and moving upstairs. Jeramy was leaving home,
and it was her turn to move up the ladder in the Hathaway bedroom ranks. I was terrified that my sister would no
longer be there to watch over me. Mr. Boogeyman would have his way with me if
I ever went to sleep again. I had learned to take flying leaps from the
bedroom doorway, directly into bed, but I knew that wasn’t enough. I knew
that his long scaly arms and his bony knurled fingers would be reaching for
my ankles if I stepped too close to the edge of my bed. I would never sleep
again. |
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