A/N: Just so you aren't left wondering, I sleep on the upper part of a bunk
bed, which is the reason why my glasses would be sitting on the bookcase.

I catch a glimpse of something above me
The something is small, dark and moves quickly

I reach for my glasses sitting on the bookcase
Fearful of the monster I might have to face.

I quickly put them on and glance around
But, alas, that monster is nowhere to be found

Instead, on the ceiling above my head,
Is a moth. A moth had filled me with dread?!

Smiling, I shake my head, ashamed at my stupid fear
When my siblings hear of this, they'll think me quite queer