Tales from the Mosaic Crypt: The Skeleton in the Closet
Oct 27, 2017 by Dorian Richard
Today we decided to take a break from our regular blogs to bring you some spooky fun. So turn off the lights and read on if you dare…
THE SKELETON IN THE CLOSET
Many kids believe there’s a monster in their closet but I always knew it was a skeleton. Her name was Sandy. I discovered her one day while looking for my sneakers. She was hiding in a secret compartment but I heard her whisper to me. She told me she was my sister but became a skeleton when I was still a baby. I didn’t tell anyone about Sandy because she said our dad would be mad if I did. But we often played together while he was gone.
One evening my dad came home early. Maybe he wasn’t as drunk as usual because I didn’t hear his footsteps until he entered my bedroom. He yanked open the closet and stared at Sandy and me. “I wish you hadn’t found her,” he said, then slammed the door shut. The first three days I screamed and clawed at the door. I was terrified but Sandy was there to comfort me. “Being a skeleton isn’t that bad,” she said. “You’ll never feel hungry or thirsty again, not even cold. And we’ll have each other for all eternity.” I wish I was a skeleton already because right now I am still scared and cold and my stomach aches. But at least I know that Sandy will always be with me and I with her.
Moral of the Story: If you have a mosaic skeleton in your closet, take it out, show it off on your walls and be very proud of it, it is going to be there for you for all eternity (or at least 2000+ years). Wishing you a spooktacular rest of the day and an even more frightful night.
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