Sunday, July 17, 2011

Jane's Monster

     
                 
                                 





Jane's Concept                                    Sara's Concept


              Thump, Evan heard the noise again. It was definitely coming from his closet. Taking a deep breathe, Evan threw back the covers and landed quietly on the plush carpet. He quietly let out the air trapped in his lungs, stood tall, and walked deliberately over to his closed closet door. He knew that there was nothing to fear. There had never been anything under his bed or in his closet every time he had his parents check when he was a little boy. It must be his old football helmet rolling off the top shelf. Evan would just open the door and put it back up. The problem though was at night, a boy’s imagination could come to so many conclusions. Evan became determined to straighten out the situation so he could go back to bed.
              He wrapped his hand over the cool metal knob and turned it slowly to the left. When he heard the click of the dead latch, he flung open the door. The light from the hallway reflected on the creature the minute the door was ajar. Evan screamed as did the monster.
             The Closet Monster appeared to be over six feet and has to stoop down in order to fit on top of the hanging clothes. Its eyes were large and round and had a green glow to them, every time the monster swung its head around as it sounded its surprise. The head was round with two large tear drop shaped ears protruding from the top. The inner folds of the ears appeared to be blood red. The body reminded Evan of a large egg. The pink nose stuck out on the end of a large triangular snout and twitch to smell Evan’s scent. Its arms protruded from its shoulders and rested claws upon its hips as if to show impatience at being interrupted. The long tail was wrapped in front of its body holding some prized possession. The gray-blue body rocked in indignation upon its hoofed-shape feet.
            Evan blinked his eyes and realized that this monster was …






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I should have read Sara's description more carefully-- two pairs of claws!

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Sara's Monster Blog


The thoughts of what Samantha’s brother told her earlier kept running through her head as she approached the door, “It will tear your eyes out, poke holes in your feet, and if the slime gets on you…it will keep on eating whatever it touches!!!” The image of the sand dunes in the background and the fire in front of her ablaze, it made every part of her jumpy.
The tapping on the door persisted, as did the sound of a low gurgle, a huffing sound, and small pops. Samantha reached for the doorknob and turned it slowly. At the last click of the knob the door swung open and there it was!
Samantha’s eyes moved from the floor up to the four bulbous eyes looking at her. The eyes were on antennas like a snail’s, but glowedlime green. It was huge! There were four black peg legs like a spider has. “Keep your feet away from those,” Samantha thought.
It’s body was bright red and ellipse shaped like a crab! There were two pairs of claws, one on each side of it. Samantha took one step back and repeated, “It will tear your eyes out,” in her head. The clicking of them made Samantha even more frightened of what was to happen next.
She focused onto the four holes in the center of what seemed to be its face. There was bright green slime coming out of each one with a popping and gurgling sound. Below the holes was a light blue line going left to right and it began to move. It was its mouth! Opening up to the shape of a banana and Samantha remained tense. The monsters mouth had four teeth, but the teeth were not scary. They were square like Chiclets chewing gum; two on the top and two on the bottom surrounding those.
The monster huffed in a breath, clicked its claws, and slime splashed onto Samantha when it opened its mouth. She screamed in terror! The smell of its breath was a bit unbearable, but then the monster spoke. “I am so sorry, I did not mean to frighten you! You see, I have a cold and was looking for something to wipe my nose with and did not want to ruin your clothes.”
Samantha was stunned. She replied, “So, the slime is not going to eat through me.”
The monster said, “No, it is unpleasant and I did not mean to get it on you.”
She slowly moved towards her bedside andgrabbed a few tissues to get the slime off of her shirt. She ran into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. Upon her return, the monster had remained where it was. She handed it the towel. It replied, “Thank you so very much,” blew its nose, “what a relief!”
The monster did sound better and said, “My name is Crustforth, thank you so much for your kindness and not running away when I was in such need. I will go now and let you get back to sleep so you do not end up all slimy faced like me!”
Samantha replied, “You’re welcome Crustforth, my name is Samantha. The next time you need anything please knock and I will know it is you!”
Crustforth disappeared quietly into the darknessof the back of the closet and Samantha returned to her bed. As she settled herself and drifted off to sleep she thought, “I guess you shouldn’t always jump to conclusions and believe rumors you hear.”


The thoughts of what Samantha’s brother told her earlier kept running through her head as she approached the door, “It will tear your eyes out, poke holes in your feet, and if the slime gets on you…it will keep on eating whatever it touches!!!” The image of the sand dunes in the background and the fire in front of her ablaze, it made every part of her jumpy.
The tapping on the door persisted, as did the sound of a low gurgle, a huffing sound, and small pops. Samantha reached for the doorknob and turned it slowly. At the last click of the knob the door swung open and there it was!
Samantha’s eyes moved from the floor up to the four bulbous eyes looking at her. The eyes were on antennas like a snail’s, but glowed lime green. It was huge! There were four black peg legs like a spider has. “Keep your feet away from those,” Samantha thought.
It’s body was bright red and ellipse shaped like a crab! There were two pairs of claws, one on each side of its body. Samantha took one step back and repeated, “It will tear your eyes out,” in her head. The clicking of them made Samantha even more frightened of what was to happen next.
She focused onto the four holes in the center of what seemed to be its face. There was bright green slime oozing out of each one with a popping and gurgling sound. Below the holes was a light blue line going left to right and it began to move. It was its mouth! Opening up to the shape of a banana and Samantha remained tense. The monsters mouth had four teeth, but the teeth were not scary. They were square like Chiclets chewing gum; two on the top and two on the bottom surrounding those.
The monster huffed in a breath, clicked its four sharp claws, and slime splashed onto Samantha when it opened its mouth. She screamed in terror! The smell of its breath was a bit unbearable, but then the monster spoke. “I am so sorry, I did not mean to frighten you! You see, I have a cold and was looking for something to wipe my nose with and did not want to ruin your clothes.”
Samantha was stunned. She replied, “So, the slime is not going to eat through me.”
The monster said, “No, it is unpleasant and I did not mean to get it on you.”
She slowly moved towards her bedside and grabbed a few tissues to get the slime off of her shirt. She ran into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. Upon her return, the monster had remained where it was. She handed it the towel. It replied, “Thank you so very much,” blew its nose, “what a relief!”
The monster did sound better and said, “My name is Crustforth, thank you so much for your kindness and not running away when I was in such need. I will go now and let you get back to sleep so you do not end up all slimy faced like me!”
Samantha replied, “You’re welcome Crustforth, my name is Samantha. The next time you need anything please knock and I will know it is you!”
Crustforth disappeared quietly into the darkness of the back of the closet and Samantha returned to her bed. As she settled herself and drifted off to sleep she thought, “I guess you shouldn’t always jump to conclusions and believe rumors you hear.”