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// Friday, March 05, 2010

Staring at the Ceiling

Staring at the ceiling in the dark is a lot like staring at the sun at noon.

At least that's what I whisper to the monsters under my bed, right before I throw a light on them and laugh in their faces.

And it scares the dickens out of them.

I love messing with them like that.

Good times.

Good times.


This is a true story.

At least the part about the ceiling.

And the dark.

And the dickens.

© Copyright 2010 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

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