It was dark. The only light came in through a little hole on the side of my little house. Out there somewhere where lights, not just any lights, but blue, green and red lights. And they were blinking. On, off, on off. Like some unseen metronome marking the beat to some unheard melody. But the sound, or lack of it, is what startled me most. If there was such a thing as a deafening silence, this was it. Maybe I was being punished I thought. After-all, my life had been anything but exemplary. I had not achieved anything in my life besides making it to my three month birthday.
I started to doze off again when I heard muffled footsteps. Very faint at first then getting closer. Must be coming down the steps I pondered. Then the footsteps came very close and stopped. Several moments later, I felt my little house was being lifted up into the air. Then everything started shaking light some violent earthquake. So much so, my teeth shattered.
Then it happened. A very loud shout. “Get back to bed, NOW!” I was suddenly dropped to the floor and the muffled steps went back up the stairs and nothing. A stone cold quiet. If I thought it was very quiet before, this was even quieter.
Several hours later, I woke with a clatter. Voices. Happy voices and I wondered what was the matter. I was picked up again and this time I heard paper ripping and my comfortable little cocoon was torn open. Light. Bright light. I blinked my eyes, looked up and saw this little girl. She had curly blond hair and a very surprised look on her face. I didn’t know what I did to deserve it, but she seemed very happy to see me. I couldn’t think of anything else to do but lick her face. It must have been the right because she giggled and petted me over and over. I had the distinct feeling I was going to be very happy on this wonderful day.
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