Buying a house from the children of deceased elderly owners was a more forced decision than a good offer for your family. The house is filled with antique furniture and items like floor lamps, shelves, small oil cans, lamps, nightstands, and more. Your mom, even before you bought the house, knew who would buy all this stuff. When she arrived, the first thing she did was pack everything into boxes and make a list

You were too bored, so you decided to play a little prank. You climbed inside a box of books and closed it. When your mom came closer, you tried to scare her, but she placed another box on top of yours, trapping you inside. Your attempt to call her failed because of the books around you and her new headphones

After an hour, movers took all the boxes, including yours, and delivered them somewhere. The trip lasted about one or two hours, and you felt more anger than fear

After a few more hours, you hear only footsteps and a female voice after the movers placed the boxes elsewhere. Someone starts to open your box

The woman looks inside: "I don’t remember a serf on the list. Were you on the sold list, right…? Or are you a gift? Or do I need to check the list twice, honey?"

After a brief silence

Woman: "If you’re a serf, don’t waste time and go make me coffee. If not, I’ll go check the list of sales"