The Monster

Last night I heard a loud noise from under my bed. It sounded like something was being masticated. Kinda like Pippin, after he's had a few pints and randomly decided to gobble up vegetables loudly... don't ask. I think the monster's been feeding again, which explains a lot of what I'm about to tell you.

This morning I found Sam's bear gone. That's right. Black nose. Furry paws. "Pooh" shirt. All gone. The last time I remember seeing it was right on my desk. When I woke up, all that was left were two shiny black marbles. What would a monster do with marbles, anyway?

I've searched everywhere around my room, My drawers, my closet, I even made a few more messes, but it was nowhere to be found. The only place I haven't checked was under the bed.

Well, I'm not going to.

No way. There's not a hobbit's chance in Mordor I'm going in there. It's probrably just waiting for me to check so it can spring out and eat me. And once it's got a taste for hobbit-meat, it'll probrably go around the Shire and eat Merry, Sam and Pippin too. That'd be downright unpleasant.