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Monsters hide in the dark places of the room,
showing themselves against the blackness gloom,
imagination of claws scratching the wood,
for they give a feeling of up to no good,
keeping silent while breathing is loud,
bursting occasionally a dark pulsing cloud,
wondering what is hidden there in that dark place,
not knowing what expression is on their evil face,
a car passes by with light showing more,
confirming in the darkness a figure near the door,
overwhelming emotions filling giving the shape a stare,
seeing this thing in more detail with arms and hair,
unable to move from the fear gripping tight,
as this could go on for hours through the whole night,
too scared to move even for a small annoying itch,
eventually gaining courage and reach for the light switch,
flicking it on to reveal this horror in the corner wall,
just turns out to be a jacket hanging there is all.