It was night, and it was dark. The closet door was shut, and Father already checked under the bed and found no monsters. Yet still, Sammy was awake, and couldn't close his tired eyes. Something was breathing deeply, and it wasn't the dog, nor the cat. Something was starting at Sammy. The young boy heard whispers of "go to sleep! Go to sleep!" Yet he couldn't obey these commands, for he was terrified. The whispers grew shaper and sharper, until it disappeared, and what was left was the closet opening slowly, and a monster coming out, with a toothy smile...
OOC: You can be any original or folklore monster. Just make sure to use good spelling/grammar and have fun!