“The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.”

~Stephen King

Don’t laugh, but what he said is true, at least for me. There are some things that I do obsessively, like before I go to sleep, I will check the bathroom, the dressing and the two guest rooms for any sign of intruders. Then I will go to my own bedroom, look under the bed, switch on the night light (can’t sleep without) lock the door, be sure that my phone and my knife are under my pillow and start making a nest. I have a big hotdog  pillow on my right side of the bed and two more square ones on my left. These I believe will keep a Ju-On or anybody from laying next to me. Then there is another set of pillows against the open headboard of my bed to keep someone from pulling my hair from under the bed. I never forget to bunch up the sheets/comforter around me and fold them under my feet because like Stephen King said: to stop that thing from grabbing my ankle…


images: taffytoy2 & chemical babygirl

23 thoughts on “Nightshift”

    1. I don’t like dogs. They are not hygienic and I’m terrified of them. I’m allergic to cats. My son had two before when he was a kid. My pet consideration doesn’t go further than birds or goldfish.

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      1. Oh, I didn’t know that! But yes, I feel fine if my husband or my kids are around, but when I’m on my own, I do quite a lot of things that you do..


      2. I actually read that quote from Steven King before and it gave me the same sentiment – I’m not the only one so silly here, he thought of that as well :))


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