The Whisperers are disagreeing again.
And as a result, I am going to hate life in the morning.
My life is hell when...
They Are Fighting Under My Bed Again!
THEY ARE FIGHTING UNDER MY BED AGAIN (AN EXCERPT)
(Kansas City, Missouri)
My heavy queen sized bed and headboard is shaking and rocking, again, at this... the midnight hour!
Obviously, the monsters that live there get along most of the time... when I only hear them whispering.
But ever so often they disagree, about what, the devil only knows... and those night are sleepless ones!
At least they haven't taken their issues out into this world... but if they do, what will they do when they see me for the first time?