Goblins and souls

This morning we went back to the jungle to gather some berries and to see if I could get hold of a parakeet. The Hajmola thing was still fresh in my mind, so was extra careful, to not step over them. There was this big tree which has all dried up and most of it is hollow. Now I know from my experience that parakeets are really cranky when you go near them. So, to avoid getting bitten like the last time I tried this, I had taken with me a pair of gloves. I got up the tree, and perching myself safely over a branch, I inserted my full arm inside the hole. All I got hold was a bluish green egg. I peeped inside to get a better view after putting the egg back.

There was a pair of piercing eyes staring directly into my soul from the darkness of the hole. All I can remember now is half falling and half climbing down the tree and running directly towards home. All the dogs were in great confusion, so they stopped mid-way to return to the jungle to ascertain fully the gravity of the situation. I am not sure how many them, will I be able to see ever again.

I told Mom all about it. She was not very helpful as she told me it was probably an owl. After trying to convince her otherwise, I promised myself never to return to that jungle again.

See, the thing about these goblins is that they can assume any form they want to, so from now on; I have to be extra careful. I just hope that having returned its egg safely I wouldn’t have to worry about it sneaking on me from behind. All I could think of during the whole night was my dogs getting their souls snatched from them. Finally I had to go to my parents’ room to ask if dogs have souls. She said, “They don’t”. That was a relief and I could finally sleep.