I screamed hard. My heart thumped in my chest. Then to my surprise, that monster started to laugh in its childish voice.

'Hahaha' it giggled.

I sighed. It was Robert, my cousin who had come to stay for a few weeks. He was wearing a costume. He teases me sometimes, but not like Jacob, who plays jokes on me everytime.

In the evening, a pickup truck came to our house. Dad's car was also behind it. I had opened the door. Of course, I wasn't a bit surprised. Dad has this habit of buying things without asking us first. I still wondered what he bought this time. The pickup truck was sky-high so I couldn't see that huge thing over it. But I could see that there was a cloth over it. It could be a dining table; our old one's legs broke last week or it could be a sofa. Two men lifted it and came out of the truck. Dad guided them to the drawing room. They set it into a corner. Dad gave them some money and they left. Mom, Jacob and Robert also gathered in the drawing room from all that racket. Dad lifted the cloth and I couldn't believe what was under it.