The Closet

I lied in my room,
stared in the dark
The closet door.
I watched.
I waited.
Something was bound to come out.
The closet had been closed.
Unopened for months because of what was in there.
The source of nightmares:
The Stuffed Alligator.
My 4 year old mind knew the true horror.
It was in there,
and it was hungry.