Madame Marissa - Cleaning up my basement - and crushing a tiny intruder

As i head into my basement to finally clean it up, you almost get smashed under my boot sole, but still, you decide it’s a good idea to follow me?! don’t you realize how dangerous it is for a tiny guy like you to be around a giantess that isn’t even aware of your existence?! there’s so much dirt and trash all over – old empty boxes that need to be crushed and recycled, stuff that should have been put away neatly, but was just dumped on the floor instead … and all of that seems to be pretty interesting for you, tiny man! always risking that i accidentally step on you and crush you under my boots … or that something heavy falls onto your tiny body … or that i just put an empty box over you and then just crush it flat … not knowing that i also crush your tiny body in the process. but you remain lucky, at least for a while … always dodging getting crushed completely – and you even get a chance to explore my shoe storage. but in the end the inevitable happens and you not only get crushed, but also scooped up the dustpan with the brush … and that’s where i finally notice you … or what’s left of you … i must have stepped on you a couple of times judging by how mangled your tiny body looks! well … i’ll just dump you into the trash bag with all the other trash … should i end your suffering quickly by trampling the trash bag under my boots as well to compact the trash and you? or should i leave that to the garbage truck?! we’ll see!