I was convinced that there was something, most likely a monster, in my brother’s closet. I usually napped in his room, and sometimes sleep walked out of my room, and got in bed with him in the middle of the night. He was 5 years older than me, and was a good older brother. So I don’t know why I thought that. I would insist that he get up and close the closet door. I also thought that a werewolf lived in the canyon behind our back yard, and would peer in my window at night. That was very scary to me. My friend who lived across the street from us put that thought in my head. Only she said he was a good werewolf, but it still scared me.