It was a cold rainy day. I was staring out my window thinking about my future. We basically moved everything into the new house but I loved my little old house. I was only 7 at the time so I didn't think about a lot of the stuff that the average person would think of. I thought of monster trucks that could turn into space ships and stuff like that. That night I was sleeping on the rug in my room just wanting to escape all of this and go stay in my little house. Suddenly I spotted something under my rug, a trap door. Without hesitation I jumped into the darkness. What have I gotten myself into I kept thinking. I found a door I slowly walked into the room on the walls written in blood was beware of Monstro, at the other end of the room I found a doorway with a metal skull above it. I walked into it extremely afraid and then I saw it. Monstro, a blob of flesh that came down and regurgitated blood on me. I fell asleep and when I awoke I felt as if I had tears in my eyes and flies in my head and sadly enough it was true. This is what the people in the basement did to me. I had no control over my body and was forced to stay in a locked room for many years. It was not till many year later when I saw him a human throwing tears. He killed all of us and ended my suffering, all of our suffering.