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Student @ Yaba College of Technology
There's Something under My Bed
<p>‼️THERE'S SOMETHING UNDER MY BED‼️ </p><p><br/></p><p>It was a long and boring holiday.</p><p><br/></p><p>I couldn't wait to get back to the cabin. It was our getaway cabin.</p><p><br/></p><p>In the car, on our way to the cabin, I stared at posters. </p><p><br/></p><p>One caught my eye–it was a missing person’s poster.</p><p>“Too bad,” I thought. “At least that's none of my business,” I sighed and continued chewing the coffee-flavoured gum.</p><p><br/></p><p>Hey honey, don't forget to clean up your room okay?</p><p><br/></p><p>I pretended not to hear and turned up the volume of my headphones.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Teenagers” I saw her mouth.</p><p><br/></p><p>After settling in, it was time for dinner. I ate my meal hurriedly, said goodnight and reluctantly hugged my parents. </p><p><br/></p><p>It was time for bed, finally.</p><p><br/></p><p>I grabbed my phone and slammed on the bed.</p><p><br/></p><p>The slightly ventilated room started to choke. Not because of the absence of air but because there was something in it. It smelt like a dead animal.</p><p><br/></p><p>I adjusted my position and the smell grew stronger. I guessed it was probably under my bed but whatever it was, it was interrupting my sleep.</p><p><br/></p><p>I got up and looked around, opening every drawer and cupboard, even my wardrobe–hoping I wouldn't have to check under my bed. </p><p><br/></p><p>Just when I was about to give up, I saw a sneaker.</p><p><br/></p><p>It didn't look like mine.</p><p><br/></p><p>I grabbed a torch and braced myself for the wet-looking sneaker I thought our guest forgot. </p><p><br/></p><p>I dragged the sneaker and something came out with it, with the smell even worse than before.</p><p><br/></p><p>It wasn't an animal.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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