When I was
alone at home one day, I was more excited than
being afraid. My parents had gone for an
invitation and had left me behind as I was not
keen in going with them. I was feeling free like
a bird and very independent for the first time
in my life. I had some snacks that my mother had
prepared along with a glass of hot chocolate,
which is my favourite. I then sank into the
couch and began reading one of my favourite
stories of the Hardy Boys.
I read the story book for about an hour and then decided to take a break. It was around 6:30 p.m. by then. My favourite television programme would begin at 7:00 p.m.; although my mother instructed me on the 'dos and don'ts of watching television. Any way for about another two hours I would be the master of my life! I peeped out of the window. There was the full moon shining brightly on the streets. Some children were playing badminton on a cool wintry night. A cool and fresh gust of wind was blowing through the window.
I went to the kitchen and then to the refrigerator to find something to munch on. Finding something to eat, I returned to the hall room where I became a couch potato and watched my favourite Television programme. It was around 7:30 p.m. and I was sitting comfortably on the couch, when the lights went off. It was a power cut. Suddenly I found myself in darkness. What bad luck, I thought to myself. I went to find the emergency light to get rid of the darkness around me. I was feeling a bit afraid in the dark, but was finding the whole episode more like some sort of an adventure.
Suddenly I heard a loud 'thud' on the door. My heart skipped a beat. I nervously peeped through the keyhole, but could not see anyone. Then again another loud knock! I immediately phoned by neighbour on the first floor, who said he was coming in a moment. In the mean time I held myself together and decided to open the door. I opened the door and saw no one; but I thought I saw something crawl into the room. It looked like some sort of animal, may be one or two. I ran down to call my neighbour and was relieved to see him climbing up the stairs.
We both entered the house and heard some chattering in the kitchen. We peeped in slowly and saw two creatures sitting on the table in the kitchen. They looked like monkeys and indeed they were. Not knowing what to do, we decided to alert the neighbourhood. By now the power was restored and the monkeys came running right at us. Immediately I pulled out a sack from the shelf and threw it on the animal. My neighbour was quick to pounce on it and quickly tied up the sack. The other monkey managed to escape from the window. These two monkeys were tormenting the neighbourhood for quite some time; and now we had caught one!
My parents had returned by then and when they heard the whole episode, they were happy to see me safe and sound. They thanked my neighbour too. The next day the authorities from the zoo came and took the monkey away. People in my neighbourhood were now talking about my brave endeavour of trapping the monkey. I was now the hero of the town!