Night Terrors Of Little Vincent

'Night, Mama, love you, ' 'I do too.' I wake, some noise has just disturbed my slumber, even Teddy my bear and faithful friend at night has noticed an intrusion on our thoughts and restful dreams where elves are in collusion and dwarves and witches, wolves and bears lead daily lives just like we do it is what fills the hours until our morning showers. But this is strange, and maybe scary, a scratching sound so loud comes from the window near my bed my voice is frozen in my throat and I am at his mercy. But then it stops, I take a breath and feel the threat is over, when from the door a tapping round has reached my frightened ears. I look that way and, HOLY GOOSE! the door knob slowly turning is what I see with blurry eyes I hug my teddy tightly. He gives me comfort and I him perhaps they've come to get him and I remain unscathed and free through noble sacrifice. The door bursts open, ghosts appear with claws to get my teddy, but to my senses I have come I shout 'he is not ready. And if you want to take my friend you've picked the wrong opponent, we stay together, if you kill it won't be on your terms. I shall lay down my life for him as he would do for me.' At this much love the ghosts were stunned and left the room so quickly that screeching sounds could well be heard from ghost feet and from hooves, they didn't understand this child nor did the boy know why just little Teddy smiled his smile and nodded very wisely.