A little boy came to his mother. While she was cleaning the dishes, she felt a pull behind her looks back facing her son. Grabbing tight to her dress, scared to death, his hands trembling and covered with mud. Making her beautiful pink dress dirty like the cloth he currently wore.
"What ... what happened to you,"She said in a worrisome voice,As she dorps what she held,knees down to her son.
"nm..the ca..t...Mr..kiri." the boy replied. He tried to speak as tears glistened in his eyes.
Not able to explain himself. His mother hugged him as she asked him to breathe and relax. Which made him calm.
"Mother, i don't want to be eaten," the boy whispered as he cried to his mother and tightly hugged her back.
"Huh," his mother was a bit taken back by his words.Her hands were now pulling her son to face him. "Why do u think you will be eaten?"
"Mr kiriku said he was going to eat me," he replied.
"Mr . kiriku, the neighbour's cat, " she asked her son as he wobbled his head to nobble. His mother sighed in relief, and she tried to hold her anger as she procced to carry her son to the bathroom.
"What did we say about lies and being too imaginative?" his mother said as they entered the bathroom.
" But I'm not lying. I heard him say... "
"Okay, then you must have imagined it if you're not lying," she interrupted as she put him into the bathtub
"I'm pretty sure I didn't imagine it. I heard it,I heard him say, "
His mother didn't bother to listen, believing her son wasn't even a choice. She thought to herself that he was playing around as usual.
But little did she know her son was telling the truth.