The monkeys jumped on my bed and broke my special box but it was their mom's fault. She didn't know that it should be put behind the desk so it ended quite bad. When I found out they broke the box and that they didn't try to care, I slowly became depressed because I was given old banana peels for dinner. I felt disgusted because the monkeys didn't try to apologize to me after breaking the box. So I avenged brutally by the murder of their old grandmother. I was