Clop Clop Clop
All was quiet except for the rush of warm air flowing out of the floorboard registers. Timmy had flipped his covers off revealing Christmas pajamas, a reindeer print with glow-in-the-dark Rudolph noses.
BAM!
Timmy’s heart raced as he listened to the ceiling creak under the weight of something falling on the house.
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Nice post Cory! I like the description of Timmy.
Paul, thanks for the comment. Sorry it took so long to appear; it was lost in moderation limbo for a bit.
Funny, but I was doing laundry the other day, and peeking out from the basket as I walked up the dark stairway were glow-in-the-dark dinosaurs.
Life imitates art.