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The Underbed
     

The Underbed

by Cathryn Clinton Hoellwarth
 

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In this charming story, a child tells his mother that he can't go to sleep because there's something under his bed.

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In this charming story, a child tells his mother that he can't go to sleep because there's something under his bed.

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A super choice to help ease away a youngster's fear of the dark.

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ISBN-13:
9781561483310
Publisher:
Skyhorse Publishing
Publication date:
11/28/2001
Edition description:
Reissue
Pages:
32
Product dimensions:
7.30(w) x 10.00(h) x 0.10(d)
Age Range:
3 - 6 Years

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It was dark. Tucker lay in the middle of his bed, but he couldn't stand it any longer. He was scared. He leaped out of bed and ran into the living room.

His mother was sitting in her favorite chair reading a big, fat book. He jumped right onto her lap and said, “I'm afraid.”
“Of what?” his mother asked.
“The Underbed,” he answered.
“Oh yes,” his mother said, “I have heard of Underbeds.”
“Does it live under your bed?” she asked.
“Uh-hmm,” Tucker said, “and it has squishy octopus arms that grab at your legs if your stand too close to the bed.”
“How do you get in bed then?”
“I run and jump as far as I can to get right in the middle of the bed. It can't get me there.”
“Oh,” said his mom, “I see.”
“Can you tell me more about it, Tucker?”
“It has orange googly eyes that glow in the dark.”
“Just what I thought,” his mother said. “It sounds like the one that lived under my bed when I was little.”
“For real, Mom?”
“He was just as real as yours is, Tucker.”
“What did you do, Mom?” Tucker asked.
“I told your gramma about it, and we got rid of it.”
“You did? How?”
“Well,” she paused and thought for a moment. “First, Gramma told me that Underbeds can't stand the light.”
“Are you sure, Mom?” Tucker asked.
“Yep,” she said. “Just think about the sun.”
“Every morning the sun comes up ready for work. It brings light and chases away the night. Then we have a new day. When you shine the light on the Underbed it has to leave. Just like the night.”
“What did you do, Mommy?”

[continued]
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