“He’s my Uncle.”I tell him.
“Whatever. It won’t take long. I’ll bring you back soon. Come with me.”
Oh well, now I’m curious to see what he wants to show me. I’ll spend only a minute. Nothing more, nothing less. Then I’ll be right back. I’ll even count to sixty seconds so I know when it’s time.Uncle won’t know I was even gone.
He doesn’t even wait for me to agree and drags me along. We go behind the house and start descending the stairs. Is it the basement? I hate the basement. It reminds me of hungry days. Days where I’m alone and waiting patiently for mummy to come for me. I don’t want to go inside.
He continues to drag me down the stairs.
“I don’t want to go in there. It’s dark and cold and scary.” I tell him. My lower lips quivering. Uhh, I don’t want to cry again. Mummy says it’
