Monday, August 22, 2011

Clickity-Clicker Day 2

Today was, perhaps, the most horrendous day of my nonexistent life. Why, you might ask? Well, let's just say that some random thing with five appendages picked me up and started hitting my nose-button repeatedly. Not only did this cause millions of little voices to scream in protest in my little plastic body, but it also triggered a loud booming and panting sound coming from behind me. Did I mention I have no eyes? I think I did. Did I also mention my presumption of destroying a whole other alternate universe with every click that befalls itself upon me? Oh, I did? Hm. I understand now.
Anyways, not only was I terrified for my well being, I was also scared for the trillions upon trillions of human beings and other such creatures that depended upon me. It was my duty not to click, not to be myself, and to become one with my terrible affinity. 
I was like a leper in a much different sense than the literal term. It was not some fatal disease that slaughtered me; no, it was much worse. It was a fatal click that slaughtered millions of innocent people. 
Why me? Why should I be the one falsely inanimate object that determines who lives and who dies? 

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