This is a little fairy tale that I wrote recently for someone I know. It is just a bit of fun.
Once upon a time there was a GREAT BIG spooky wood and in that GREAT BIG spooky wood there was a GREAT BIG spooky house and in that GREAT BIG spooky house there was a GREAT BIG spooky bed and in that GREAT BIG spooky bed, Jon slept.
Like most eight year old children, Jon HATED bed time. His mum would always tell him to go to bed when he was in the middle of a really good game or watching his favourite television programme. This made Jon angry, it made him so angry that he would lie in bed on his back with his arms crossed and his forehead stuck in a frown. Even if Jon was REALLY, REALLY tired and his eyes were closing he would still stubbornly refuse to sleep.
But one night everything changed. As usual Jon was lying on his back, arms and frown in place, when he felt his transformers duvet cover jerk sideways. At first Jon wasn’t sure if he had imagined it so he ignored it. All of a sudden there was a BIG jerk and the duvet was flung right off him! Jon was so terrified he was shaking in his teenage mutant ninja turtle pyjamas!
Jon looked cautiously out the corner of his eye and could see a lump no bigger than his hand moving about under the duvet. At first he was frozen in terror but soon plucked up enough courage to take a little peek. Slowly Jon peeled up the corner; all was dark underneath apart from these HUGE orb like green eyes! Jon yelped, almost falling off the bed in his surprise.
While he was recovering from the shock, he felt a pair of little feet crawl up his chest. When he looked down there was another pair of HUGE green eyes blinking at him. In the darkness Jon could just make out a little tuft of white on its chin and a very long moustache. Quickly Jon put on his side lamp but when he turned back the little creature was gone. When he lifted the duvet again there were two pairs of green eyes looking at him from the darkness.
Jon was cold without his duvet and he knew he really wouldn’t be able to sleep if he was cold and it was already past 10:00 o’clock! He decided to try a little tug of the duvet but he felt the creatures tug back. The second time Jon pulled the duvet right on top of him but he had barely finished celebrating when he felt two pairs of little feet running up and down his body, their fingers like needles poking him in the ribs and tickling him. In the end Jon couldn’t stand it anymore and threw the duvet off. By this time Jon was feeling REALLY tired but now he couldn’t sleep, even though he very much wanted to, because he was cold.
Light was streaming through his bedroom window by the time the lumps in the duvet had disappeared but now he had to get up for school. Jon was so tired all day that he almost fell asleep in his cereal and he DID fall asleep in math, his favorite subject.
He was so worried the creatures would come back that night he checked under his sheets, duvet, pillows and EVEN under the bed for them but he was still unconvinced that they weren’t hiding somewhere.
By the time it was bed time, Jon was so scared he told his mum what had happened the night before;
“Have you been staying awake on purpose when you should be sleeping?” his mum asked. Jon admitted guiltily that he had.
“Well no wonder then, they are the bed gremlins!” she explained. Usually they just tuck you in at night, fluff up your pillows and retrieve missing socks and tissues to make sure you get the best nights sleep possible before school. But if you are still awake past your bed time they think you are not tired so try and ware you out so you fall asleep”. Jon was shocked he had never heard of this before but it DID made sense.
So that night instead of sulking on his back with his arms crossed and a frown on his forehead, he went straight to sleep. Sure enough his Mum was right and the bed gremlins never came. In the morning he felt much better for sleeping and also saw that his Captain America sock, which had fallen off in the night was on his bedside table. From that night on he never made himself stay awake again.