I don't believe in magic.
Or all those other silly things children believe in.
I am almost a grown up.

I know for a fact,
That the tooth fairy is a scam.
And I can't ignore the obvious truth,
That Santa Claus is big, red, fat lie.

All those fairytales,
Are there just to scare us.

I'm not scared of monsters.
They don't exist.

I bet I could fight anyone,
Not that anyone would want to fight me,
They know that they would lose.

One day,
I am going to rule the world,
Its not absurd!
I am very brave indeed.
Just you wait!
You are going to be lining up to be my servant.
HA.

What? What is it?
No, Mom! I don't want to go to sleep yet.

Ugh. Fine.

.....
Mom?
There's something under my bed.
MOM?
It might be a monster.
MOM, It has my leg.
ITS GOING TO EAT ME.

Don't tell me to be quiet.
I am scared.
What? No, that can't be.
I can't be on the naughty list!
Santa promised me a spaceship this year!
Okay... I'll be good.
Oh... LOOK MOM.
I lost a tooth. It hurts.
How much money will I get from the tooth fairy?
3 dollars? Thats more than last time! Yay!
Mommy....
One last thing..
Could you read my a good night story?