There’s a monster under my bed, it has long dark horns and dark red eyes. It has black fur with red sticky stuff on it, and long sharp teeth that are always stained with something, not sure what. Sometimes when the monster comes out it is clean and lets me cuddle next to it, careful of its long claws, which are normally warm, but very sharp and pointy. I am never scared of my monster but people look at me weird when I draw it. My monster never told me its name so I call it Raven cause of his dark fur. Mommy always looks under my bed even though I ask her not to cause Raven doesn’t like people near his home. I hear other kids talk about monsters under their bed but they act scared of them, I wonder why. Raven has been nothing but kind to me, even when others aren’t……but sometimes those people who aren’t nice go away. I never know where, Raven never tells me and Daddy always looks scared when I ask, I think they move away…but the nice policemen were at Mr. Grangers house the other day, mommy says it’s because his house was broken into but then where was Mr. Granger to talk to the police, was he on a trip? I didn’t like Mr. Granger anyway; he was mean to all the kids in the neighborhood. Always yelling at us and hitting us with water from his hose. He was never nice to anyone, not even the adults. Raven purrs as I pet him right now, my monster is a kind monster who would never hurt me….I wonder why people want to take my monster from me? Daddy always telling Mommy that I need help, me...men…mental help. He wants to send me to a doctor for brains but mommy is against it and this makes daddy mad. I wonder why he wants to send me away. I guess it doesn’t matter, my monster will follow me no matter where I go, cause he loves me.
Daddy got his way and now I’m in a giant van with a few of my things. The people in the van with me are very quiet and all in white, it kinda hurts my eyes with its brightness. I feel the van stop and look outside the window at this big building, it looks really scary. The door opens to the van and I climb out while holding my little dog toy. Raven gave me this toy and he said it will keep me safe, well more like growled and purred but I think I got what he meant. One of the people in white took my bag of clothes for me, which was really nice, and then we walked up the stairs. I looked at the buildings name, cause mommy always told me to read the signs, and it was very hard to read but I asked one of the people in white and they told me that it said, “Atmore’s Mental Asylum.” I don’t get a happy feeling from the name and hope Raven can find me here, he’ll be so sad by himself at home.
The people in white lead me into a little room that has a bed and sheets but not much else. I turn to ask where they are going to put my clothes but all I see it a closed door. I’m scared and I don’t know what’s going on, so I crawl onto the bed and sit there holding my little dog tightly. I really wish Raven was here, he would know what to do. As I watch the sun fly across the sky from the small window in my room, I see that dark is coming soon. I hear people outside my door and wonder if they are going to let me out. The door opens and a man in a long white coat appears, he is tall and old looking, his face looks kind but his eyes scare me a little. He talks to me using big words that I don’t know then leaves as soon as a woman comes in with food. I am hungry and the food looked good so I slowly ate it and smiled at the woman who smiled back. She seemed nice, unlike the man in the white coat, and she even offered to brush my hair. I like when my hair is brushed, especially when Raven does so, his long claws are very good at brushing my hair. It is now dark and very quiet as I look out my small window at the stars, they are bright here, and it’s very pretty. I hear noise under my bed and give a smile and squeal softly as a familiar claw appears from below. It’s Raven! Oh I knew he would find me, he is such a good friend! I crawl off the bed and sit on the floor as I watch Raven come out from under my bed in this new place. As soon as he is completely out I smile and crawl into his lap. His fur is soft and all I know before I sleep is the rumble of his chest. Yes this is the only way I can sleep peacefully.