Monsters

I tucked my little girl into bed, "Good night sweetie, don't let the bed bugs bite," I said leaving the room. 
"Daddy?" 
"Yes, hon?" 
"Are there monsters under my bed?" 
"Of course not," I soothed, "there are no such thing as monsters under your bed." 
"Ok," she said smiling, pulling the covers up around her face, "are there monsters outside?" 
I sighed, "Unfortunately, yes." 
"What do they look like?" she asked. 
"They look like everyone else; like your mommy and daddy. That's why it's important not to talk to strangers." 
"Are you a monster, Daddy?" The smile fell away from my face, a stone-cold look I didn't want my daughter to ever see, but I couldn't help it. 
I began to close the door. "I'll see you in the morning, honey." 
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