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Click hereI started noticing things around me a few months ago. Noises, motion, all sorts of things going on.
If I stay real quiet and listen, I can figure most of it out.
I am running out of room. I try to push and make more room, but it just pushes back as soon as I stop. Somebody didn't completely think this process out, I guess.
That is bad enough, but then the periods of blasted racket. Noises with strange voices. I know about voices, I can hear hers. Most of the time it isn't too bad, but it pisses me off when I am trying to sleep.
Usually a few kicks does the trick, though. If I kick hard enough, it gets quiet real quick.
There was this one period, some kind of loud beat, then I am being jiggled up and down, over and over. Makes me dizzy when she does that. Dancing, she calls it. I can sense what she thinks.
They think I don't know, but I do. Hell, I am an intelligent human being, for God's sakes! I know where I am, and I know she knows, too. I know everything.
She knows when I am pissed off, uncomfortable. But then I know when she is upset, too. I really like the times when she is happy. She hums and sings quietly, that is nice.
I just match my heartbeat to hers when she is happy, we become one.
What I don't know for sure is why I am here, but I have a feeling I will find out. Still, it is nice and warm, a bit on the wet side though.
And getting cramped, too.
I like the nice soft steady thumping, somehow it makes me feel good, I am used to that. It never stops, ever.
Nice and cozy, that's the right thought.
I remember the first time I really noticed that thing that comes in here with me. I mean, what the hell is that? Bad enough it was moving around all over the place but there isn't a hell of a lot of room in here, for Christ's sakes.
I tried to give it a kick, make it leave, that didn't work. It just got bigger.
Then all of a sudden it sprayed this crap all over everything, I mean, YUK! Hell, do that someplace else, this is my goddam HOME!
Every goddam day, the same thing. Well, up until the last few days, lately it hasn't come around. At least I have this nice bag around me, but still....
Deep down inside I have a feeling that that thing has something to do with why I am in here, but I haven't figured it out yet.
All in all, I have things pretty much under control.
Sure, there was that scary time, I realized I could sense water running, then something came in, washed everything, all of a sudden it was like I was going to fall out!
Hell with that, I turned sideways. That seemed to stop that quickly. Then I figured out that I wasn't going to fall out, still, quite a moment.
Damn, it's getting tight in here. The only way to be comfortable is roll up into a ball.
I hate waking up, then the squeezing starts, along with more racket. Every goddam morning, the same thing. I hear the comforting sounds from someone else, it's a deeper sound than the one I hear from her.
I try to make those sounds, imitate them, but it doesn't work. I will keep trying.
It really is getting tight in here, somebody is going to have to do something soon.
Just as I am thinking that, there is a big pop sound and everything around me lets go.
Oh, my God! We have a leak! Big one, too, somebody DO something. Then we are bouncing around and....OW! Jesus Christ, lady, don't squeeze like that! I damn near can't take it...OW!
I will just scoot back up in here as far as I can get, better suck my fingers, too.
There. Things have calmed down, I guess I can relax...OW!
Dang.
This crap had better quit pretty soon! I give everything some nice firm kicks, that doesn't seem to work though.
What's that? Light? Is that supposed to be the way out? They have to be fucking kidding me, there is no way even my head will...OW!
Dammit. She just HAS to stop that squashing me.
No way in hell can I fit through that tiny little hole, either. I better just dig in my fingers and toes, hang on for dear life and...OW!
Now what the hell? Jesus, some guy has his whole damned ARM in here, is he fucking crazy?
Let go of me!
Stupid bastard.....OW!
This sucks.
Damn, my fingers slipped, my head is....OW!
Look, there is no way in HELL....
Hmmmm...Well, I guess it will.
Hey, turn down the damn lights, you are blinding me.
OK. I will just squeeze my eyes shut, then.
OOF....OW! ...Cool. Got the rest of me through, now I can relax.
Hey! That's my feet! My head is on the other end! You are going to drop .......OW!
You HIT me!!
You bastard!
"Waaaaaaaaa."
Damn it's cold out here.
Well, there IS a lot more room.
Someone is messing around with me down there.
I think I will pee.
Bullseye.
Giggle.
Why have I not seem one like this before! It's genius, it's hilarious. Great one. 2*5 stars!
I was going to ask for interpretation until the flash hit me.... a baby in Mommy ending in birth.