This choice: the dark load full of pants and shirts. • Go Back...Chapter #2the dark load full of pants and shirts. by: Froakie   Your face turned into one of abject horror. As the lid above was shut by your massive sized mother, you didn't know what to do!! How had you even gotten so small!!
Sitting still, you realized that you were in the dark wash, pants and shirts. You couldn't quite remember whose shirts and pants these were, though. Still, it didn't really matter now. You were trapped. Moving back and forth, over and over again. . .you knew that going through a load of wash would be very dangerous. Not only because of the large amount of water that you could easily drown in, but with all these clothes, you could easily be squished too!
You wanted to try and judge your size too, to see exactly where you stood. . .so to speak. You were not sure, but you definitely seemed to be very tiny, since you were near one of the shirt buttons and it was definitely bigger than you. You would have to be. . .god, smaller than an inch!! What horror.
You didn't have time to think about that, as you are more concerned with staying above water. If you get stuck underneath all of these clothes, you doubt you will make it through alive!! Survival became your major focus.
You realized that it was only in the first cycle, very gently rocking the clothes back and forth. Listening carefully, you can hear one of the giants above you, doing something. As you fight the towels and sheets, you hear a voice above.
"I can't believe he left all of these clothes for me to do!! He knows that he is the one who does this stuff!!"
Your ears ring from the loud voice. Shaking your head, you realize you still have some hope. Your mother is still out there. You had thought that she had just shut, started it, and left. If you could somehow make your way out of this, maybe you could get her attention. The only question was. . .how?
Some time passed but you could still hear humming coming from your mother above. Eventually, everything is submerged, but the shirt at the top at least keeps you from floating downward. After about an hour, the wash finally ended. You were really tired and bored. The air too had gotten a bit thick in here.
The opening above was undone and your mother's neutral face was shown! Finally, some escape. She had a basket nearby, no doubt to put the wet clothes before they went to their next destination. The next question was where you would go from here? Your mother's giant hand reached into the clothes and began to pull them upwards. You held on tightly as the giant shirt was lifted high into the air.
From this higher place, you also finally realized whose clothes these were too!!  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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