by Michelle Blood

Created on: March 12, 2010   Last Updated: March 13, 2010

I could constantly here music playing, though at times it was really hard to hear it. It sounded funny, but it made me feel closer to the walls around me. They were soft, and the water never swayed or dragged me through a sudden current. I was so happy and content. I had plenty of play things; like the big string that held onto me constantly. I could hold onto it, and pull myself down to a rounded ridge, and I'd push my tiny feet off of it; straight up. From there I'm propel upwards towards a longer, but skinner ledge that I could never quite grab onto.

Occasionally, I'd hear a voice that sounded so close, but I could never find the one who spoke. I knew they were right there with me, and it drove me crazy that I couldn't see them. And then there was that other voice! The deeper voice that was always followed by a laugh; I loved it instantly. I loved these two voices, even though I didn't know the persons behind them. It was instinctive; to just love them.

I stayed in my home for a long time, my body changing its shape and size constantly. Every once in a while, when I'd grown quite a bit, I'd feel something pushing my watery-home around from the outside, and I'd simply curl up on myself. The first time I did this, I more felt than heard the constant voice's laughter. How they knew I'd down something was beyond me; I could see nothing beyond my little bubble of a home, except for a faint light.

At some point, I knew that I was ready to begin the preparations for me to leave my home. It had started to become way too small, and I could no longer push away from the ledge to the other. I was in a battle with whatever was outside my bubble for space, and I was not winning.

The day came that I literally felt the dam break, and I could hear water rushing to the outside world. I instinctively maneuvered myself around so that my head was facing the direction of the sound of water. I was little uncomfortable, but I knew the moment I left my home it'd be worth all the time and effort I'd spent cooped up.

I started to move slowly downward after a long time of waiting, and I could feel myself being pushed by an invisible force. I was suddenly overjoyed at the discovery of a new world, and as the cool air of the outside hit me, I let out a cry of joy so loud it hurt my own ears. I wish I could have laughed then, but someone began to suction out my nose and mouth, and I was dried off. I was overwhelmed by so many things at once, and I was passed back and forth between many

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