A Butchered Dog
by Floryn
A few months ago, my dad went home. He was carrying a sack that looked very heavy. When i asked him, he answered “it’s a dog”.
So when I knew my dad brought a dog, I thought that it would be butchered. My dad took out a machete. I felt sorrowful. My Mom told me to cover my ears so I wouldn't hear the scream when the dog was cut. I didn't stop crying while going into the bathroom. I opened the water tap, so i couldn’t hear anything but the sound of water. My mom forbade me leaving the bathroom until my dad finish it all.
When it had finished, my mom asked me to get out. I couldn’t stop crying when I imagine what had happened. But, my mom smiled at me. I started to suspect what was really happening. And then my mom explained that it wasn’t a dog. It was a bunch of bananas.
When i realized the situation, my parents laughed. It was just a terrible prank. I was speechless. I didn’t know what I should do. I was really annoyed because they make fun of me.
