#100DaysOfBlogging Day 13
“Go to sleep. Don’t be afraid. I’m just in the next room,” he told, tucking me into bed.
For the first time, I was sleeping in my own bedroom. He bent down, looked under the bed, and gave me thumbs up. When I smiled, he went out of the room.
“Go to sleep. Don’t be afraid. I’m just in the next room,” I told, seeing him lying on his bed.
Twenty years back, Grandpa had known what monsters I was afraid of.
But today, I couldn’t understand his. And he couldn’t remember them. And neither could sleep.
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 5th October 2016)