Timmy was always curious about the basement. Mommy had told him never to go down there, but he couldn't help but wonder what was making that noise. It sounded like a puppy, and he wanted to see the puppy so badly.
One day, while Mommy was out of the house, Timmy couldn't resist the urge any longer. He opened the basement door and tiptoed down the steps. But as soon as he reached the bottom, he realized that the noise was not coming from a puppy. It was coming from a boy who had no hands or feet.
Timmy was horrified and tried to run back upstairs, but Mommy was there, waiting for him. She yanked him out of the basement and yelled at him, her face twisted with anger. He had never seen her so angry, and it made him cry.
Mommy calmed down and gave him a cookie, but he couldn't shake the image of the boy from his mind. He didn't ask Mommy why he was down there or how he lost his hands and feet. He was too scared of what the answer might be.
From then on, Timmy never went into the basement again. But he couldn't shake the feeling that the boy was still down there, making those puppy-like noises, alone in the darkness.90Please respect copyright.PENANAjSN1CzYWan