The Looking Glass Volume 37 | Page 22

I called again. Were they ignoring me? They just sat there, stiff and unmoving. And they had some weird marks on them. Mostly on their face. They must have been trying to blend into the culture of this village. At least that's what I believed. I hoped that I could fit in, too. No, I wouldn’t have any trouble, I thought. I was a winner after all.

I saw all of this from a big, shiny wagon that they all rode around in. The craziest part was that on my journey I saw more of these strange wagons in different styles. Some were tall, some were short. Some were shinier than others. A lot of them were different colors; red, white, gray, beige, black, and even yellow. They all emitted some strange sounds as well, sounds that I had never heard before. I was so fascinated by everything before me. It was like entering an amusement park where things were so grand you couldn’t even find them in your wildest dreams.

After the trip, they brought me into their beautiful home. They had small suns everywhere; it was very bright. Their house was very colorful and decorated as well. There were many new shapes and designs on things I had never seen before, small rectangles on the walls with even more shapes inside. They had small black birds on the walls for decorations. They had small fruits in some places as well.

They put me up on a high surface, and I felt like a true champion. They even put a thin, white blanket under me, for comfort. Then, they put some water on me and cleaned me up. True luxury! I just knew my friends back home would be so proud of and so happy for me.

The person left the room for a little while, but they came back soon after with gear I had never seen before. The devices had curves, shapes, sharp edges and-- wait. Sharp edges? No need to worry, these people are good. They surely will not do me any harm… right?.

They placed their tools down and grabbed onto me. I couldn’t move! I began to panic. My mind was flooded with the worst outcomes possible as my fear took control of me. They were too strong! I knew I had to grow big and strong and beautiful, but I wasn’t ready for this! In all of my training, I had never expected anything like this, or even anything close. Oh no, they’ve picked up a tool, and it has a sharp edge! The tool came closer,