In The Cellar
One
stormy night Violet lay shivering in her bed listening to the thunder
crashing and the rain pitter-pattering on the roof overhead. Her
room in this old house that her family had just moved into seemed
empty and eerie. "Oh I wish I could be in our old house where I
knew that it was safe," she thought to herself.
Suddenly, as the noise of the
storm moved away, she thought she heard another scarier sound. A
whimpering noise was coming from the cellar directly underneath her
room. She got nervously out of bed and crept toward the cellar to
check it out. Before she got there her mother ,who was busily
unpacking the kitchen, stopped her.
"Go
back to bed, Violet," her mom said.
"But
mom..."
Her
mom cut her off. "Go back to bed now, Violet!"
Violet went sulkily back to bed.
The
whimpering sound continued. Finally around midnight she couldn't
stand it anymore! She had to find out what it was! She got out of
bed again and tiptoed quietly over to the cellar.
It
was pitch black as she entered the cellar. She needed a flashlight.
She soundlessly stole back up to her room, got a flashlight out of
her backpack and tiptoed back to the top of the stairs leading down
to the cellar.
As
she entered the cellar something growled uneasily at her from behind
the furnace. Violet carefully crept over to the furnace and found
the source of the growl and the whimpering. It was a big black dog.
His
foot was stuck in a rat trap. She gently whispered kind words to the
dog until it let her take his foot out of the rat trap. She found
the dog some food and gently led him back to bed. Both Violet and
the dog slept well in the safety of each other's company all the rest
of that dark night.
Violet was thrilled the next
morning when her parents let her keep the dog. They lived happily
ever after.
