Under the Moon

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The sun went down, the stars came out, the clock struck ten, and I went walking under a dark, dark moon. And under that dark, dark moon, I saw a dark, dark tree. Was I scared? No.

And past that dark, dark tree, I saw a dark, dark house. I went in the house. Was I scared? No. And in the dark, dark house, I went up some dark, dark stairs. Was I scared? No. And at the end of the dark, dark stairs, I saw a dark, dark door. I opened the door. Was I scared? No. And behind the dark, dark door, I found a dark, dark chest. Was I scared? No.

I opened the dark, dark chest, and inside was a monster. It had three eyes, a green nose, long teeth and sharp claws. Was I scared? Yes!

I shut the chest. I slammed the door. I ran down the stairs and out of the house. I ran and ran past the tree. No, not past the tree – up the tree! Safe at last, under the dark, dark moon.