A little drabble
Every night he woke up and drove to the haven.
He didn't know when the monsters turned into friends.
Or when his whole world began to revolve around the new friends
he made in the deep darkness of the night.
Some looked at him as if he was something to eat.
Some looked at him with kindness or confusion.
But some looked at him as if he was a big part of their world.
And one person looked at him as if he was the most precious
treasure in the whole wilde world.