Monsters (BTW.. I didn't know that Abbi already did this sorry)

Mommy, there's a monster in my closet, are the first words to leave a young girl's mouth as she climbs into bed that night. She thinks she sees dark blue hair, big, round eyes, and the sharpest teeth in the world. She gets frightened, scared, and worried it will come and eat her. The girl think didn't her mother heard her so she shouted louder. Her mom came running in. The girl replied and said again that there was a big, hairy monster in her closet. Then, the girl tells her mom that she thinks that it will come and eat her if it doesn't leave. The mom laughs at the girl, and the girl wonders why. For that she is only 6. Her mom exits the room slowly, as if to mock her daughter. After that, the little girl begins to cry. Not because of the monster, but that her mom laughed at her. She stopped. There was no sound. The girl thought the monster left. It didn't. She screamed a blood curdling scream that people a 1,000 miles away could hear. Again, the mom comes running in, with the girls dad, too. The girls again states that there is, for sure, a monster in her closet. Then, again, the mom laughs. Little girls don't get the fact that sometimes parents are just amused, not being mean. The "monster" starts to move, and the girl screams once more. The mom turns on the light and looks in the closet to find, to her amazement, that it was just the girls life-sized Brobee. So the little girl laughs, and understands now why her mom was, too. Then the girl was happy. Why? You may ask. Because she was afraid that Brobee wasn't cool, but now she knows that if it could scare her, then it was soooooooo chupapalicious.