Under The Rug

• Taj Gallaher, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2019

Two weeks past and it happened again. It came in destroying everything. It was not fast, but I didn’t have anything to kill it with. I heard a thin glass smash at twelve o’clock, I thought I should go and check it out, but I tripped down the stairs with a slight glimpse of the beast. I was in an old torn dressing gown that I had for ten years or so, but I did not catch it.
The next day I was searching for traces of the beast, but I didn’t find anything. All I found was a smashed glass and a round rugged hole in the wall.
Another two hard weeks of trying to find the beast past, but this time I was prepared. I had a two small knifes where the rug ended, and I was holding an old wooden chair in my rugged hands. I was prepared. That night I was ready to kill this foul beast that was under that old worn rug. when I heard another thin glass shatter. I ran to the kitchen to find it, as I found it I wacked with all my might I waked that almighty rug beast with the old rugged chair. and this is what I saw… I saw the white old carpet get stained with thick red blood and cut a hole with the sharp knife I my red blood-stained hands to reveal the beast, and there it was... THE WORKER I HIRED FOUR WEEKS AGO TO REPLACE THE CARPET!


By Taj Gallaher