I hid beneath the sheets every night praying that it would not prey on me. I didn´t know what it looked like. It felt massive and hairy, its grip, soft and its kisses, hypnotizing. I wanted to break free but it left me pining for more before its disappearance at sunlight.
The monster under my bed! Was it for real or an enigma?
It possessed clairvoyant powers as I found its footprint outside my window the next day. And, I knew that wherever it went, it would find its way back to me.
(Word Count: 94)
For this week´s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers is hosted by Priceless Joy based on the photo prompt by Yinglan.