GOING ELEMENTAL
September 25th, 2300
I just took my first breath. It was so crazy! I mean first, they cut this cord that's attached to my belly button! Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all! And then, these four really pretty people in white (which is totally not their colour) start washing me in this sink (it smells really bad, I mean, there's probably been millions of babies in this thing). After that, they bring me to this woman which I think is my momma because she's looking at me like I'm some rare candy bar! And she starts hugging me like a mad-woman! The woman that's apparently my momma keeps on calling me Andrea. So, apparently that must be my name. I've never really been fond of that name, even though I've only been "alive" for 9 months in solitary confinement. As you can tell, these people have absolutely no taste in names. A better name would be something like Andy. (WOW, I am good at this stuff!) I try to tell them this but, all that comes out is "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!", so that plan failed miserably! Maybe I'll try making that really annoying noise whenever they say Andrea! (WOW, first, I'm good at name-calling, then I'm good at plan-making. I'm on a roll!)
We get back from the hospital (that's what it said at the front of the building, atleast) and my "mom" brings me to this house and puts me in this crib. I know you don't care about cribs, but this crib was REALLY nice! I mean yeah, it was pink, but, it's not like I'm going to sleep with one eye open! (Although my "parents" are looking a little suspicious). That's not the point. The point is that it was a REALLY nice crib for somebody thats going to grow out of in a year! You know, I'm starting to like these old farts after all, I mean, they really care about me!
