“Father, are we there yet?” asked the child,   “Yes very near”   They arrived at an abandoned cabin about the size of a shack, with no windows and only a single bolted door,   “Go on have a peek your presents there” egged his father,   The child hurriedly peeked on the key hole, but What greeted the child was not a present but an empty cabin, full of molds with the smell of wet wood permeating the air. Confused, the child decided to turn back but was pushed inside instead.   “Father?” Asked the child, who feel on his buttocks, a hint of fear, obvious in his wide open eyes.   “I’ll be giving your present now” his father replied, unbuckling his belt, grinning at the horrified expression of his son. A Silent Protest