Boxes pile in the front yard of my new neighbor’s house, the boxes aren’t normal sized though, they are giant, not like one that could fit a chair, but more of a monster. When I first met the new neighbors, the seemed nice enough, but every noises came from the boxes in there yard, and I became suspicious. “Err… grr…” the noise was coming from the boxes. I climb into my bed and begin to think . . . ‘Are they really monsters and are hiding there friends in the boxes?’ ‘No, to illogical.’ I prowl around the house looking for something to use for spying when I spot it, an open door. Quickly, I sneak through the door without being spotted, and head for the neighbor’s house. I hear barking from inside and become even more stealthy, you know, because dogs hate cats. I sniff the boxes for unusual smells, but they just smell of plastic and paper. Suddenly, I spot the neighbor’s door swinging open and a large man head for me. I duck behind a bush and wait to see something horrifying. Instead, I see extremely large and slightly demonic looking Halloween decorations. Sighing, I head back for my house when I see a giant dog looming around my yard, watching my kid. All of the sudden, it lunges forward and tugs the youngest child to the ground and the older one kicks it. I leap onto the dog and claw at it. It yowls and runs towards the neighbor’s house. “I knew something evil was going on, good thing I was hear to stop it.” I meow proudly to myself.