What killed the cat? 

A rusty looking

Treasure chest

Was a gift 

from the gods, 

A gift to a

Young girl

By the name

Of Pandora. 

“Don’t ever

Open it”

She was warned, 

Warned not to open

The gift, but who

Could ever resist

The orange-brown 

Colored box

Decorated with 

Skulls and hands. 

When her husband 

was away one day,

She reached out,

And opened it. 

The sound of small

Buzzing moths 

Flew closer

To her ear as

Disease, war, vice, toil,

And the 7 deadly sins,

Flew out 

Of the box. 

And the husband 

Came home

To see Pandora 

Crying in pain. 

I’ve never liked

Horror movies,

The ones with ghosts,

Monsters, and dark music.

But Nicha plays in 

Rom-coms, and

Paris sings love

Songs with his

Soothing voice, 

And if they’re

The main couple

In a horror movie,

What horror 

Would there be 

For me

To be scared of.

I had been warned 

By my mom and 

Sister before 

Not to watch it, 

But the sound of two

Objects dropping 

With the heavy 

Beat sustained 

As the red 

“N” appeared

Had already popped 

Up on the screen,

And the minor chords

Started to play,

And even 

I knew 

it was too late 

to turn back. 

We humans know that 

Whatever we do, 

Consequences will

Follow, whether

Good, or

Bad. 

And watching 

That movie

Certainly gave me

Consequences. 

The nightmares that

Followed for the

Next week, and

The sleepless nights,

Scared if a ghostly

Spirit would suddenly

Appear were my 

Own consequences. 

Curiosity is 

A desire to know,

To know how 

My idols would

Act in a 

Horror movie,

To know what

Was in the box. 

And despite the

Warnings, curiosity

Wins us over. just 

Like the evils from

The box, my evils 

were the nightmares, 

All because I opened the box.