A childhood belief about in my closet

When i was little i used to believe that the boogie man lived in my closet, but when i went into my closet, he quickly went under my bed, so one day i decided to mix a bunch of nasty crap in a dish a feed it to him, so i put it on my dresser, hid in my closet and called for him to go and eat it. without me knowing, my sister was listening and took it out of my room so i would think he ate it. when i came out of the closet i noticed it was gone and i thought i defeated the boogie man and was all proud until my sister finally told me she did it. which was a long time after