Orphans....I Think

“Never mind,” her voice snaps. I look up and the same girl who’d just given me the baby was back. “I can see you don’t want it!” and she pulled it out of my arms.

I frowned and looked down at my now empty hands. I don’t know why but the little thing felt good then I was holding it. It was like a little sleeping angel, and I wanted one now.

Eli was looking at me with a weird expression. “Well that didn’t last long,” he said, and let out a chuckle. I didn’t laugh with him. That baby, even though I’d only held it for a couple seconds, had given me a different insight about babies.

“I want one,” I told him. I was dead serious, and he got that, although he didn’t seem to understand why. “What for? They aren’t any fun until they grow and can talk and stuff. Right now all that thing can do is eat, sleep, poop and cry. You don’t want it”

But I did.

“I do, though. Just something about it being so little and helpless, it makes me feel like I have something to live for. Right now, all I am is a nobody, I have nothing.”

Eli was looking at me like I was crazy. But he sighed and shrugged. “If you really want one, we can get one. The humans have houses full of unwanted babies that no one owns. Orphans, I think they’re called.”

I looked at him, and nodded. “Yes, that would be a good place. Disowned babies need someplace to go.” He shot one last questioning look at me, then slid the window down. “I’ll be back,” he told me, and floated out the window

The End

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