Is that an evil monkey in your closet or your parents having sex?

When I was a child, my room was right next to my parents room. I heard noises that scared the hell out of me. I had such an imagination that I thought there were wild monkeys outside, or that there were ghosts in my room. I remember pulling the covers over my head, burying my head in my pillow, plugging my ears until they went away.

I got married when I was 19 and had 2 kids by the time I was 20 so I couldn't keep my legs closed know what sex sounds like. One day, when I was about 25 or so, I was talking to my dad. Somehow we started talking about my childhood and my fears. I told him how I used to bury my head in my pillows because I thought evil monkeys were in my closet (or outside) or that my room was haunted. He grinned ear from ear and said "You mean to tell me you are 25, have 2 kids of your own and STILL haven't figured out that what you heard was your mother and I?"

I had to have years therapy after that. My doctor says I am doing well and the permanent look of horror on my face and spontaneous shuddering should be gone by the time I am 50.

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