Please don't make me go

The little girl did not want to go to sleep in a neighbour's house unless the bedroom door was left open."Why, you're not afraid of the dark- a big girl like you?" the neighbour teased.
"Yes, I am," the little girl cried.
"But you're not afraid of the dark at your house."
"I know,"answered the girl, "but that's my dark."
-anonymous story-

I may loathe it at times. And more often than not, it consumes me. But it's what I'm used to.
And when all fails, I still have my dark to run back to.