Attack of the Boogeyman

"Slowly I crept up to the bed side and chuckled to myself, envisioning the terror in the faces of the children that lay sleeping under the blankets before me. Slowly I reached out for the edge of the blanket that lay over the children head, my other hand reaching over the sleeping forms, and yank back the bed sheets, a roar dieing in my throat. In front of me were not screaming little kids, but a bed full of stuff animals. As I stand there staring, I head a rustling behind me.

And then they attacked.

And that is how your daddy lost his right eye and 2 of his fingers and why we don't terrorize the McOwen house anymore."

Happy Halloween!