Under the Bed

You ever wake up feeling watched, even in your own bedroom? Last night,

I was finally drifting off. Total silence. Then, a soft *thump* from

the corner. I ignored it. Just the house settling. A few minutes later, another *thump*.

This time, closer. More deliberate. My breath hitched. My eyes darted around

the dark room. Nothing. Just the shadows playing tricks. But then,

a low, guttural growl vibrated right through my pillow. It wasn't coming

from outside. It was coming from *under* my bed. And something wet just brushed my

cheek.