The Closet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

"Another day, another stuggle," I mumbled to myself, slowly lying myself on the bed. It was a long day with James. Taking him to the park. To the grocery strore. To his soccer practice. I was wondering how Rose handled it all every day. I mean, I don't want to be the one to complain about parenting, but having a kid on your own was a challenge, especially after a divorce. Finding a house was more of a challege, especially finding one fit for you and your legally won son. Money and happiness were two things I was searching for, not to mention a stable home for the two of us. The man who sold us the house kept ranting on about past issues of the people who used to live here, but all I really heard was the monthly price that was just right, and the phrase "do we have a deal?". I didn't care about the people before us or even if they were creepy ghost people or whatever the man said, I needed to put a roof over our heads and show James how I can carry on without Rose. I needed to show James that I was able to still be his father. I could, really. James is only 7 years old, and anything I do or say right now can change his life. The divorce was one thing, and I didn't want anything else to happen to James. I just love him, and want the best for him. I just needed strength. Faith. Whatever people have now and days. As of now, all I wanted was sleep, is that too much to ask? It was already 11 pm, and James was fast asleep already, so I was ready to just lie down and sleep. What more could I ask for the moment?

"Dad," James called to me, walking into my room half-awake, rubbing his small eyes as he talked to me. I turned to face him, shooting slightly up from my bed and mentally holding my brain from it's raw awakening. "Yea-yeah James? What's...what's wrong?" I asked, barely awake, rubbing my face with my palm. "Dad," he continued, "I...I think there's a monster in my closet." I immediately stopped rubbing my face. I turned my full attention to him. I froze. "What...?" I asked quickly. "I think there's a monster in my closet," he said again. Without much time wasted, I got up from my bed and scooped James up into my arms. I carried him down the hall, pacing myself towards the entrance. On the way out, we passed his room. I didn't want to go in. I didn't want to see "this monster", not that James imagination can be wild, since he's a child. I was scared, and very concerned. "Dad...where are we going?" he asked me in a concerning tone. I was breathing heavy. "Hey...uh...we're-we're going...for ice cream James, you want ice cream?" I stuttered loudly. "Ice cream, at night?" he asked in response. "Yeah buddy, ice cream right now!" I said in a stuggling, positive tone.

We made it through the entrance, and as I took my car keys out, I set James down. He seemed a little scared, more than he seemed when he was telling me about the closet. "Dad?..." he slowly asked me. "James, get in the car, we're going for ice cream, cool, huh buddy?" I said, trying to hide my fear. Helping him on the back of the car, I got into the driver's seat and turned on the car immediately. I backed up quickly and sped out the driveway and suburb street. The yellow-lit lamp posts illuminated my face, and then James's face in a blinking pattern the more we went down the street. I didn't blink on the way out of the street. I didn't even want to think about what James saw or what those monsters were. 

I didn't even want to think of the fact that there was never a single closet in the room when I first helped James move in to start with.

Submitted: March 21, 2021

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Jennifer Brighton

Yiiiiiiiiikes! That ending was sensational! I loved this short story. Excellent work!

Wed, March 31st, 2021 5:07pm


Thanks! This is personally one of my favorite projects even being so short. - E.E

Wed, March 31st, 2021 1:00pm

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