Demon on the Stairs

                                                                               Demon on the Stairs

There was once a Demon who lived at the bottom of my stairs. Never moving, never blinking, always staring that all knowing stare. I sense no malice or anger from this demon, all he ever does is sit there and stare that all knowing stare. I've tried talking to to this Demon who lived at the bottom of my stairs, asked what he wanted, but he just sits there and stares. Over time I grew used to this Demon always sitting there, always staring. But one day he disappeared and never came back. I never did learn what happened to this Demon. This Demon who stared that all know stare. But now there's something else, now there's a Monster who lives under my bed, a Monster who smiles that all know smile.