Beep beep beep…
The digital clock that had stood silently on the shelf struck to 12:01 am, flashing and beeping.
The surgeon looked up at it and pulled off her mask slightly, before she beamed at her patient who was still struggling the last few moments in which she was on the brink of death.
'Good job, you have a girl,' the surgeon declared.
'That makes me a mother,' said the patient, smiling weakly before she lost consciousness.
October the 5th.
I looked over to my right, screaming and pulling on my blankets.
The light of wherever I was, was blinding my vision and all around me I could see other things squirming and shouting about their own business.
This was an unknown room, just where was I? And the racquet was killing my ears, I joined in yelling them to shut up.
'Oi, shush you pig,' said a voice.
I rolled my eyes to another baby who was glaring straight at me with their crimson, red eyes.
'Hey, I'm no pig,' I said.
'So are-'
'So not-'
'So are-'
'So not-'
'Do you even know what a pig is?' the baby asked annoyed.
'-of course,' I muttered.
'Pig'
I'm not a pi-'
'Aw, isn't she cute?'
'Yes, she is, too bad her mother couldn't at least hug her before she left.'
'Yes, such a shame, we'll have to find someone else now'
Two unidentified objects came up close to me, and grabbed my arm, I squealed.
'Haha, she's ticklish..'
Somehow, it was all the more reason why they started tickling me even more.
That was 10 years ago.
Now I sit here, with my brown hair tied in two long pigtails and my mouth agape.
A boy with red crimson eyes stares back at me.
Why are you back now?