Just like most kids, when I was little I thought there was a monster under my bed.
Of course there wasn't any monster. Or that's how it should be, right?
WRONG.
You can't exactly call it a monster, people like to call it a mouse thought. But for me, that damn animal was my worst nightmare and my number one enemy.
I didn't want to tell my mom about it. That was something I had to solve myself. A 5 year old and one hell of a mouse. But there were some problems. The mouse would disappear during the day, and I was sleeping during the night. So obsessed with capturing the little evil creature, I decided to follow the mouse into wherever he was hiding when the sun was up. So I waited. I didn't take my eyes off of him. Not even a second.
6 o'clock in the morning... I saw light starting to fill my room and I saw the mouse moving twords the door. He was moving fast, but I was moving faster.
There was a bright light starting to form in the middle of my room. Socked, I stoped a second in front of it, but I got a hold of myself and I quickly followed the mouse through it.
I thought I'm dreaming. That couldn't have been real.
I lost sight of the mouse in the green field in front of me. The sun was so powerfull, I couldn't see anything else than the grass under my slippers.
I panicked big time, but I was mesmerized at the same time.
There were a ton of other little creatures, like butterflies, birds, turtles and others.
The sky was bright blue, with no clouds, the wind was strong, and the birds were singing a wierd melody.
What was this place?
I couldn't figure this out, because the bright light that got me here started to flicker, and, scared that I would get traped there, I hurried and jumped into it.
I was left more scared than ever before, on the floor of my room. And to this day, I don't know what happend, where I was, or how I got there.
The mouse never appeared again, but I sometimes wake up because of a blinding light that disturbes my dreams.