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The Day My Monster Moved In

The story every kid needs to hear.

By Angela Kay DollarPublished 5 years ago Updated 4 years ago 5 min read
Beware!

It was a beautiful day, the day my monster moved in. The sun was shining brightly as I walked outside suddenly the smell of Honeysuckles floated through the air, filling my mind with dreams of all the future had in store for me. At that very moment I was making straight A’s in school, and head of the cheerleading squad. This victory was accomplished through lots of practice and hard work. There was no limit to my future in my mind.

One thing seemed to be missing the element of popularity. Sure I was liked but not by everyone. Just as the 1800 century inspirational American author wrote "It pays to cultivate popularity. It doubles success possibilities, develops manhood, and builds up character". If I had popularity it would complete this picture and allow me to be PRESIDENT of my class.

The one thing everyone had that I did not which that kept me from being popular with all the kids is a monster. My parents said they were dangerous to stay away. My friend’s parents bought her one last year. They seemed so proud of her when she took it out to play, she did not even have to hide it like some kids. Yes, many of the kids hide their monsters since they were outlawed, although they all have them. They bring them to all the parties. Monsters are so popular if you do not have one you will not even be invited to most parties (the ones that matter anyway). I cannot wait until mine gets here.

Now we cannot tell anyone because they were outlawed. I am not sure why. I have played with other people’s monsters. Law or no law I must get me a monster to reach the level of popularity needed for the presidency. Monsters are sooo cute and cuddly they make you feel so warm and fuzzy inside. Yes, this is the last piece to the puzzle in my amazing future! A monster all my own. Weeee! The excitement is just too much.

Oh My Gosh, I was so happy! It came in the most beautiful gold box with a purple ribbon on top. When I opened the box, I thought for just a moment I should give it back before I get in trouble. Yet it was so small I could hold it in my palm of my hand. She had green fur with pink polka dots so soft and fuzzy, when I rubbed its fur I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. At first, it smelled weird but then as I kept rubbing its little head I began to smell like strawberries everywhere and I could not stop! Anyway, she was so small no one would know. That is when the battle ended. I had accepted my monster.

The first thing I did is call Sherry and tell her how cute Dot (my Monster) was. Those were the days living footloose and fancy-free! Suddenly, I had more friends than I knew what to do with my social calendar was full. Me and my monster, Dot, went everywhere. We were invited to every party, time seemed to pass so quickly. Dot was getting bigger leading me more than I led her.

I had not seen many big monsters until now. Now that I was completely accepted by others who had their own monsters. They did not feel the need to hide them from me and they were not as cute as in the beginning. I completely understood Dot had been so much a part of my life it did not matter she had grown out of her cuteness.

Dot continued to grow bigger and bigger she would break things, but my friends would laugh. Well Really, I laughed too, although it was getting frustrating. I worked so hard to get to where I was and slowly I was watching it get destroyed. My grades were slipping, with all the partying I did not have much time for studying. My coach found Dot in my locker and kicked me off the cheerleading squad! I swore I did not know who put it there. The tears started flowing from being so tired trying to keep up with Dot and Cheerleading I think the big crocodile tears got to the coach, so she did not tell my parents. Really trying to keep Dot feed kept me pretty drug down. When she stuck her claw in my Belly button to drain much-needed nutrition for herself.

Now that I had more time to party with Dot and my friends, I don’t think I will be so tired, or at least I won’t think about how tired I am. My parents still think I am going to cheerleading practice and games Dot is growing every day. The bigger Dot gets the more havoc surrounded me! Then it happened! I am telling you it hurt so bad, I did not know what to do! Dot my monster bit me. I never thought it would happen to me.

There had been monsters who had killed their kids. Although I thought I knew Dot better than that. I was so shocked when she bit me. That is when I could not deal with her anymore. I had to tell my parents what was going on. They cried and explained how they had known for a long time but also knew I had to want to be free and it would be hard to break free from Dot.

Then they helped me throw Dot out of the house. It was hard, but I managed to throw Dot out the door with their help. After the struggle of shutting the door, it was over Dot was gone. My mom said she will come back and knock on the door. You must not open it! Dad said if you let Dot back in it will be harder to get her back out and she may take you with her when she goes so please do not open the door.

My friends stopped calling and it was very lonely without Dot and my friends. Later I heard Dot moved in with this new girl down the street who already had one monster. Everyone said it would be okay to get to know the girl, so I could see Dot now and then. They said I should take my monster out now and then, just do not live with her.

The strawberry aroma no longer had a hold of me and I could see clearer. I knew that could never be. If you could only see how they still live with their monsters. Furthermore, their monsters have gotten extraordinarily strong. It would take a miracle to get away from their monsters! They walk around with claws poking in their bellies draining all their food causing them to get weaker every day! Many of my friends no longer have the strength to kick their monsters out!

I still hear my monster knock on the door at times and then she will go a way. My friends still say it is okay to play with her, but I know the truth, I will not listen. I will NEVER OPEN THE DOOR that is the only way!

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About the Creator

Angela Kay Dollar

My college experience started as a journey to teach. Along the way, I developed a love for writing. I find the challenges intriguing and look forward to meeting them. So, pen to paper here we go!

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