A Surprise In the Basement
2024, February 28
I found a shotgun in my basement, just today
To my surprise, it still wasn’t frozen
It felt so smooth, so cool when I pressed my hands on it
My very first treasure I found in the basement
My grandma told me not to go down these stairs
But I didn’t listen one bit
I wanted to see what Dad was doing with the cling and slamming down here
Perhaps using this gun was a part of his plan?
I don’t want to question at all
So I left the gun where it was and closed the freezer
Leaving the gun lying among the other iced-up foods
Ice cream, beef, chicken pot pie, and all kinds of bags lying around
My father loved me much, as much as my grandma did
And as they taught to say, my mom loved me too
But she died when I was a very young age due to cancer
“He was too young, never got to remember her face,” they said
But that’s quite a lie
I’ve seen her
I remember her face
She was just never shown to others
She’s always so quiet under the stairs
Her face was so pale
But she’s not in that corner today, unlike last week when I saw her
Because just now
I saw her face hidden behind the ice cream
Stuffed in a frozen plastic
To my surprise
She lies silently with a small black hole on her forehead
I found a shotgun in the basement, just right now
I wanted to leave it in the freezer as my grandma would’ve told me
But she’s not home today
Dad said that the police were having tea with her in their offices
So I took the gun upstairs, wanting to see what’s inside that makes such a blast
My dad was still asleep
And I tried my quietest to close the lights
Today I found a shotgun in the basement
And I crept up the stairs to my dad’s room
He still has the wedding on the wall
He said he loved my mom so very much
And having her in the basement is just another way for protection
And I loved my dad too
He said that putting my mom to rest is to give her comfort
But I love my mom too
And if he loves her so much too
And so I wonder
What would happen
When I raise the shotgun to my dad’s forehead
What would happen
If he saw Mom again
I wonder
Would it be a surprise to him that I love her too
And that’s it
That’s the end of the story, dear policeman.
I have no other words to speak
As you see,
Evidently,
I am still a child
And children don’t lie
