It was a normal day for little 5 year old Bobby, playing conductor and being a super hero in his own mind. Normal child’s play it is, except for Bobby’s friend, Bill. Bobby started playing with Bill a week ago. Bobby goes into the closet where all his toys are and plays with Bill. Bill doesn’t say or do much, but Bobby doesn’t mind; he still has fun with Bill. Bobby’s mother always asks who Bobby talks to. He says he plays with his friend Bill. His mom chuckles at the idea of Bobby’s imaginary friend.
One day Bobby’s mom went into Bobby’s room while he was playing. He sat on a rug littered with toys. She noticed that the room smelled awful, and scolded Bobby for not washing. Bobby yelled back saying that the smell was coming from Bill in the closet. His mom frowned and stormed to the closet and threw it open. A large corpse fell out of the closet and fell to the floor making the scent stronger. Bobby’s mom screamed and fainted falling over. Bobby laughed because Bill had scared Mommy.