Shane's Secret Box

For Melissa

I was grilling hot dogs for our cookout. Shane and Jason were inside watching TV. I set the hot dogs on a plate and then turned around only to see Shane holding a shoebox. "Shane! You scared me!"

Shane stared at me, not moving or saying anything. It was kind of freaky.

I stared back. "So… What are you doing?" I asked.

He said nothing.

I nodded slowly. "Mmm hmm…" I started to walk past him.

"I have a secret box," Shane said, causing me to stop dead in my tracks.

I turned around. "What?"

Shane turned around to face me and held out his box. "Yeah. Right here."

I looked at it. "What's so secret about it?"

"It has secret stuff inside."
"Secret stuff?"

"Yeah."

"What kind of secret stuff?"

"You know… stuff that's secret."

"Can I see it?"

"No. It's a secret, stupid."

"Please?"

"No."

"Come on Shane."

"Fine."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Wait, are you serious?"

"Yup."

"Cool."

Shane held out the box to me. "Open it up and reach inside."

Now I'm starting to get suspicious. "Do I really want to?"

He nodded.

"It better not be another dead rat. I swear Shane, if it is-"

"It's not."

"Alright."

I slowly opened the box and reached my hand inside. When I felt the sliminess that was in it, I screamed as loud as I could and pulled my hand away quickly. "EWWWW!!!!" I screamed and ran away.

Shane was laughing. I ran inside the house and slammed the door, locking it. I went into the living room and saw Jason there watching House. "Oh lordy that was gross!" I exclaimed.

Jason sighed. "Did Shane show you the secret box?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Do you know what's in there?"

"Spaghetti. He tricked me too."