Cubby I used to go to a interactive science museum every week. Whenever I got upset or angry, I went to my cubby. It was simply two walls which made a corner and a roof made of a 30 kilogram weight, suspended by a rope. One day when I was upset I went to my cubby. I stayed there for about two minuets when it happened. The rope holding up the weight snapped. I was found dead, crumpled under 30 kilograms at 6 years old.