The Thabberwucky
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so only after taking a long look at Dr. Porter. As it did so, Dr. Porter got one last glance at the creature. He remained frozen in the corner right up until men in the funny white coats came to get him. Dr. Porter was taken away in an ambulance, but not with sirens. It just simply drove away in silence.
The adults would go onto say that Dr. Porter had lost his mind in an attempt to prove to the boys that they could defeat the fears. The tears on Max’s clothes were dismissed as coming from the dear doctor trying to pretend to be the creature. Max and Billy had to see several doctors over the next few months, just to make sure that they were alright. Each of the doctors gave them a clean bill of health, declaring them both very NORMAL little boys.
Billy was able to visit often-and eventually moved back to town. Max and Billy were able to once again enjoy spending endless summer days together. Home life, in every way, returned to normal for both of them.
The Thabberwucky was never seen again. Max and Billy never had any more trouble from it. Without their fear it had nothing to sustain it. This meant they were free to live their lives like normal boys once again.
The Thabberwucky even kept its promise to keep away from Dr. Porter. Dr. Porter was committed to a mental hospital 30 miles north of Max and Billy's hometown. Max and Billy were not able to discuss, much less visit Dr. Porter, under any circumstances.
Max managed to locate a nurse that worked with him before the fateful night. She felt sorry for Dr. Porter and agreed to help the boys. She visited the hospital from time to time and agreed to read letters from the boys to Dr. Porter during her visits to see him. Six months later Dr. Porter was still frozen in fear, left to an isolation room for his own safety at the hospital he was admitted to the night they had faced the Thabberwucky.
As Dr. Porter could not write himself, the nurse would write letters to the boys updating them on Dr. Porter's condition, She knew it was against the rules, but sympathized with the boys desire to know how Dr. Porter was doing. Just last month she even let them know that Dr. Porter had begun to speak. It was only once in a great while and it was always the same words. Reading the letter chilled Max and Billy to the bone, as they knew them all too well.
“Don’t turn out the light-please, don’t turn out the light,” Dr. Porter would say.
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