My mouth is open and I am looking up at someone big. I do not know what I want from them. I looked up anyway, in case that was the part I was supposed to do.
My mouth is open and I am looking up at someone big. I do not know what I want from them. I looked up anyway, in case that was the part I was supposed to do.The rug is over there and I am on the wood, which is the part that is slippery. I ended up here. This is where standing put me.There are two black slippers pointed at me. Feet are attached to those, and a person is attached to the feet. I am waiting to see what the whole stack of them wants.I am blurry because I moved. I do not remember deciding to move. My legs are short and they still get ahead of me somehow.I came when I heard my feet on the floor stop being alone. Nobody said what for. I stand here with my mouth open, ready, in case being ready is the thing.
