When Granddaddy came in my room in the night, i really thought for the longest time it was the boogyman. Sometimes he would hide under the bed, or jump suddenly from my closet. It made me crazy. Not everynight, but damn close, at some point in the night a fanged monster would jump out in the dark. This monster would then hit me, and stick something big down my throat. Something that took away my voice and made it so i couldn't breathe. It would poke so far down my throat, sometimes it made me puke, but it couldn't get out of my mouth. And, it hurt my throat. It was too big and sometimes it made me bled from the mouth. Finally i would be pushed down on the bed and the thing in my mouth moved in and out and i felt hair on my face and i couldn't breath and i felt myself go grey, and everything felt far away, and finally, there would be a nasty taste and tearing pain in my throat and the monster would leave.
