Murder of the boy

" Jack, wake up now." Rosy was continuously knocking his door. He got up from his bed and opened the door, " why are you shouting early morning. " he yawned and looked at her, hoping a reply from her.

" You just look at the time. It's going to be nine o'clock and you're still laying on bed. This boy came to wake you up many times, knocked the door and returned." That boy was standing beside her.

" Oh! Sorry. " Jack again laid down on his bed. Rosy and that boy entered the room. The boy was holding a broom.

" Go and freshen yourself. Let him clean the room."Rosy pulled up his hand, gave him his towel and pushed him in the washroom.

The boy was cleaning the room and looking at that scenery again and again.

Jack came out of the washroom." You're still here."Jack was surprised.

" It's almost done now. " the boy said and moved out of his room.

Jack came for the breakfast. He sat on the dining table and shouted, " mom, i'm very hungr