This is a short story for kids all about Cameron and yes, he’s a cabinet.
Cameron had seen better days; better days than the days he now spent in the box room.
It was like a box and full of boxes.
“See this scratch,” he said and Malcolm the moth looked up from his lunch – a large blue cardigan.
“I got it in Burma…. Or was it Bermuda?”
“Bermuda?” said Malcolm brightly, “You mean like the shorts?”
Malcolm was only interested in clothing.
Cameron liked to boast he’d been everywhere and had fought lions, tigers, and elephants. Malcolm knew all the tall stories and believed none of them.
“I’ve been around you know…” he continued.
“..I’ve seen the world.”
“I haven’t.” piped up a tiny voice,” I’ve never been anywhere except this room.”
“Nor have we!” chorused his friends, “We’re just House Mites and that’s where we stay….
…around the house!”