…door you’re not allowed to open, mother says you’re not even allowed to ask what’s down there.
Really wanted to know what’s down there!
Asked what was down there. Punished.
Stopped asking for awhile and then REALLY wanted to know.
…Put face against door. Felt the warmth. Heard the thump as whatever it was threw itself against the door.
Waited for mother to leave the house.
Opened the door!
It was a LOVE DOG! It loved everyone so much! It shouldn’t have been in the basement.
The real monster was in the house! It was mother.
Tied her up, put her in a crate, sent her to the city to be exchanged.