When I was little, I would be assigned to buy fresh baked muffins early in the morning. On my way to the bakery, I had to pass by an old and abandoned two story house(As far as I can remember it was an old kindergarten school before)which is being guarded (according to my schoolmates) by a huge, wrinkled and monster like old man who doesn't like little girls. I really believed it because I would hear someone whistling(going to and fro....) to me everytime I was passing by, and I would run so fast, but never did I tried looking who it was. I don't know how long before I had the courage to look but when the right time came, I really saw a man who I thought was huge and ugly and was scary looking. When I reached home, I told my family the story. They all laughed when I told them and assured me it was not true, and that because I was running that I thought I was seeing a monster. I cried and cried until my father decided they will not send me to buy muffins again.
This is one of my drawings that I never tried posting-- in which the idea came from visiting old castles and how in my mind they've been guarded heavily, maybe not of many knights or soldiers but by a giant :)
