Self-Love
I felt myself drifting off to sleep and yes I was still standing, It was so blissful until I heard a voice, a voice I despised, a voice which made me jump away from the pillow immediately.
"Are you done using me as a pillow?" The voice said, which made me glance around to find where it was coming from. "I'm right here, look up," The same voice said.
I complied and looked up. Guess what, It was the pillow who spoke.
It was really strange that a pillow could talk, I wondered. Oh, wait it didn't just talk.
I then examined it closely, to notice it had a head, arms, legs too.
Wait it's a person? And is that not James?* I asked myself as I my vision came in contact with a sorry face.
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