By Bao Quang
Writing for Young Learners
Eduling International Academy
The first time I slept alone was a long fight against all kinds of “monsters.” It was a Wednesday night, and I was about to go to sleep. My parents said, “You should sleep alone now. You have grown up!” I listened and went to my study room and laid down on a futon there. I didn’t want to sleep alone at that time because I was scared. The ghosts, witches, and scary gargoyles might come to eat me.
At 10 p.m., my mom came in and said, “Good night, sweetie. Have sweet dreams!” I said, “Good night, mom” but I felt a bad feeling. Mom switched off the light. I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes, waiting for myself to sleep. I began to count sheep, but it didn't work. I tried and tried and tried, but it still didn't work. So I decided to have a cup of water. When I went back to bed, I was frightened by the darkness. The witches, ghosts, Frankenstein’s that I imagined said, “BOO! WE ARE GOING TO EAT YOU!”
My sweat dripped down my back, and I went outside. Around 11 p.m. I went back to sleep. I worried that if I wouldn’t sleep, then I would have to go to school sleepy. A few moments later, I went outside and looked at the clock again. It was midnight! I freaked out. I went back and thought if I didn’t sleep, I might fall asleep at school. “I might even get sick,” I thought. I then realized that ghosts, witches, and ghouls were not real and there was nothing to worry about. I soon got sleepy and began to travel into my sweet dreams. In the morning, I woke up, feeling fresh and rested. After that night, I’m no longer afraid to sleep alone. I have overcome my fear of imaginary night monsters.