A big lamp is over my head. I crawl above the thin layer of sheets into the four corners of my proudly made kingdom. I am safest here from all the monsters in my closet. The universe is apparently visible from under these covers. It's beautiful.
Goodnight, I whisper with so much conviction, wishing my hairy monkey would hope the same for me.

There's a rag in my arms. And soon enough, I knew I'd knock it all down in the morning.