Saturday, October 29, 2011

A Scary Tale


My creepy tale from the crib years:

It was a dark and stormy night, (truly it was).  Mike was at work, working the night shift.  The children tucked in their respective beds.  The youngest was a mere infant, still waking for night feedings and still much in need of the baby monitor.  We were used to hearing random baby sounds, neighbors homes, who had baby monitors and the like.  Once we even heard a man and his wife arguing over some cell phone type device.  She wanted him to pick up milk, he did not want to make a late night stop.  

I lay in my bed, having had trouble getting to sleep and thinking about the next day.  Suddenly...I heard a low, evil growl next to my ear.  First, I thought, someones dog or cat is outside my window.  I got up and cautiously, ever so carefully lifted one part of the blind to peek out.  Much to my relief...nothing jumped at me, like in the movies.  The ones where you scream, don't look out the window at the screen.  I sat back down on the bed and I heard it again, this time just a bit louder.  Know I realize...it is coming from the baby monitor.  This was NOT a baby noise. This was low and sounded so evil that my hair stood on end and my heart raced like I'd been running a marathon. 


 I started praying hard as I walked to the girls' room.  At that moment the growling stopped, just as I stepped across the threshold.  I peeked at my middle child and adjusted her covers.  Praying all the while.  Then I heard that horrid growl again. It was in or near this room!  I ever so slowly, heart in my throat, fingernails cutting into my palm as I gripped my own hands tightly....tiptoed over to the window  I peeked out......NOTHING!  The growl had stopped by this point.  Standing in the moonlight, heart hammering, like a race car out of control..I was near tears it was so scary. 




I walked over to the baby's crib.  I checked to make sure her sister had not placed any lovies in the crib with her.  She moved a bit and I patted her sweet little bottom. THEN I heard it..RIGHT NEXT TO ME and it was not coming from the baby. That low, evil growl like something evil this way came...kind of thing.  Then I saw it...the hideous "monster" that was making this noise. It growled low and evil.  Its fur shiny in the moonlight...its eyed beedy, glassy and dark.  I almost screamed...but then I realized......it was ..........it was.
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The WOMB SOUNDS BEAR attached to the side of the crib! I had not known when the batteries get low the bear can possibly make random sounds....

1 comments:

Jennifer said...

Ha ha ha that cracked me up. The kids used to have an snoring Ernie doll that sounded scary when his batteries took a turn for the worse LOL.