COMING OUT

                 JULY 6TH 1990

  Today was a day like no other. I felt a little discomfort in my pleasant little home; the space was getting smaller or was I getting bigger? My tiny tube which I had loved to play with had become increasingly annoying and “what in God’s name was this water doing in here?” “And what ugly sac is this that covered me?” Wasn’t this the place I had spent months in? Why was I feeling tired of the place so soon? Maybe it’s the desire for more that came some days ago. I heard  her speak with her sweet voice of something I would later understand its meaning and I immediately desired to know more and see more for surely, there is indeed more to this tiny space of mine.
So here is what I did. I started with a kick and after a few kicks, I tried turning round in my room, but I couldn’t. Boy was I big! Then a bright idea came. I began tearing at that ugly sac. I had dreamt of doing this for days now. I tore and tore with all my might until there was no more trace of it but what I didn’t realise was that the sac was holding me and the water. So when the sac was gone, I saw the water flow out quickly and I found myself sitting on this weird slippery surface.

    There was going to be no more waiting for me, so I kicked again and again and again until I felt her groan. I think I kicked it too hard cos she groaned more and so I stopped with the kicking.

    This was strange! I felt her moving and other people were talking to her. Another strange thing occurred; the sit I sat on slowly began separating and as it separated, she would occasionally groan and at one point, she screamed. The sound of her scream made me feel sorry for her.
     I think the pain, screams, movements and discomfort went on for a while till the chasm was wide enough for me to glide through. But then the unexpected happened; the light! I saw a bright light.       At first it was blinding being that my former space was relatively dark and then a man with white overalls was trying to touch me. “Ugh! And what was he wearing on his hands?” the place was getting more strange by the second and guess what, they tried to take me away from her to some bowl of some sort. Hmm that’s when I couldn’t take it, I screamed. Yes, I gave a shrill cry. These people were already too strange and then they attempted to take me away from her.
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       Well it turned out that I was overreacting because later, I found myself in a warm cozy spot extremely close to her and she gave me this part of her to collect milk from. It was weird but I loved it-it was good weird. The milk was superb and she smelled nice.
       I think I may have dozed off cos later on, I saw myself in a house under strange gaping eyes. I think the one that smiled profusely must be her husband and I guess that would make him my father...weird! I would have liked him but for that wide smile; someone should have told him to stop or reduce it at best. Later on, I felt something wet on my face and when I looked up, the wet stuff was coming out of his eyes. I remember thinking that someone should rescue me from him before I would be drenched in the wet stuff but when I gave him a second look, I saw something, something I would later come to understand as love.