“Whatever. I know that when a monster is chasing you. You take your high-heeled shoes off. I’ve learned that … And you never, ever dangle your legs over the edge of the bed at night … And clowns, well, you get rid of them right away; they are just way too freaky. If the monster doesn’t get you, the clown sure will.”

“Be like Allan Pearl. Sit next to the class clown and study him. Then grow up, take everything you learned, and get paid to be a real-life clown, unlike whatever unexciting thing the actual high school class clown is doing now.”

“There are two ways to get rid of an anxiety monster,my friend-you either have a bath or a nap.”

“I bet it’s never happened to you."She was right. But that was only because I’d been five years old when Grandpa had started my training. When I’d thought there were monsters under the bed, he taught me how to do a proper sweep to get rid of them.”

“Life is a lesson, when you could get it over by your hands, means you just learned it well.”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to walk through the woods in a dress and heels?!”“So take them off…..”“What?” I question him, confused.“Well, not the dress obviously….unless you want to. I won’t object,” he smirks.“The shoes. Take off your shoes.”