The sound like and echo in a cave was heard in the backyard. We all got alert like a dog pricks up his ears when a pray is around. "Where's that sound coming from?","The room corridor", said Martha, my sister, "no from out of the house", yelled her friend Norma. It sounded again, what's that? We all thought. Listen, it's coming from the backyard. We all ran towards the place very curious to know and understand the situation. There it was a moving cardboard box, the same box we had unpacked a day before, it contained a pressure cooker. We three looked at each other like but what's inside that is making it shake? In a split second, it turned around and my cat Getty dashed out of the box. Look who was in the box.
Getty, standing by the door that leads to the backyard.
