When my son Jake came home with a mysterious box from our eerie neighbor, Mr. Carson, I was uneasy. Jake was thrilled, thinking it was a treasure, but when he opened the box, insects swarmed out, turning our home into a nightmare.

Despite traps and insecticides, the bugs multiplied, and soon, they started biting Jake. Desperate, I confronted Mr. Carson, who revealed his twisted plan to drive us out, claiming revenge for land he believed was stolen from his family.

Fearing for Jake’s safety, we packed our essentials and fled to my sister’s home. As we settled into a new life, the neighborhood gossip revealed that Mr. Carson was now suffering from the same infestation he unleashed on us.

Finding a small apartment across town, Jake and I began to rebuild. The past haunted us, but we found hope in our fresh start. Every night, as I tucked Jake into bed, I promised to protect him, ensuring our future would be free from the fear that once plagued us.

In the end, we emerged stronger, shaping a bright future together, leaving the horrors of our old home behind.