The Bad Man in the Closet
“I lived in Illinois in a town called New Baden. I lived in a trailer that had a demon living inside my four-year-old daughter’s closet.
I closed her closet door every night, but the left side of the sliding doors would always be open in the morning. I said, ‘If you’re afraid of the bad man who lives in your closet, why do you keep opening the door?’ She said, ‘Mommy I don’t. He does.’ When I asked what he looked like, she said he was naked and fat and red all over and that his eyes looked funny. I drew several pictures of eyes – human eyes, cat eyes, and even and goat eyes with the rectangle pupil. When she saw the goat eyes, my daughter got all excited and said, ‘Those look like his eyes.’ My blood ran cold.