Here Comes the Bogeyman
The little girl, around five or six years old, was spending the evening like most other evenings. Playing in the living room while her parents were sitting and watching the television. The only light was the flickering silver blue light from the black and white television between two front windows, opposite the open archway leading to the dining room. The parents believed in saving energy and keeping the electricity bill as low as possible. Through the archway, the girl could see through the dining room to the little square hallway off which opened the bathroom, her bedroom, and the kitchen in front. She wanted to go play in the kitchen, under the table, pretending it was her little house, as she had been doing earlier, until her parents had turned off the light and gone into the living room. She had followed them, but now she was bored and wanted to resume the earlier play. She started to walk into the living room. Her mother asked where she was going. The girl replied with her...