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Dark. I feel nothing. I have no memory of past and no notion of what the future shall bring. I have no concept of time. It is the same as it always has been. Hasn't it always been this way? I don't remember. I can feel those next to me. There's not much space here. Cluttered and stacked together, we are all in here together. Yet there is silence. It is the same as it always has been.

A sudden bright light shines before us, illuminating the darkness that is our "home". Then suddenly I am moving towards the light. Closer and closer until I am immersed in it. It surrounds every part of me as I travel still forward. Then I stop moving. I fall down a ways and come to a halt on a long smooth surface. I know nothing other than the light. Another one of us is placed next to me. Yet we sit in silence. Waiting.

It happened quickly. The awaking. I could feel something drop down on me, and then my senses came to life. I no longer felt nothing, I felt everything, and it was wondrous. I could even feel the change in the one next to me; As she felt my change. We reveled in it together. We shared and delighted in the new sensations, breathing in the rich aroma of life.

It was over before I knew it. The sensations and feelings; Fading. Fading, but still there. I was flying up then. Up off the smooth surface, and the one next to me came too. We were pushed together, like we were in the darkness. Yet we were not in the darkness, we were in the light. We clung to each other, simply trying to make the feelings stay, the sensations last. Again we were placed on a smooth surface. The light was faded here, but it was not darkness.

I don't know how long I stayed there with her. Clinging to her. It was bliss. The feelings lingered, and together we were happy. Until the cleansing. I remembered it then. The burning hot water, the sting of the soap, the scrubbing, terrible scrubbing as our feelings washed away. She remembered it too, and now we clung to each other more fiercely. It wasn't enough. We were ripped apart, and she was taken first. I felt her agony as she tried to cling to the feelings. As she tried to hold on to life. I felt her still as all of her sense were scrubbed away. I was next.

I clung to life as long as I could, trying to remember her and the feelings, trying to remember everything. I clutched desperately as the feelings faded into memories which started to fade into nothing.

Scrubbing. Violent scrubbing until I am cleansed. I am lifted and then dried, the water wiping away, as well as whatever remains of my memories.

Dark. I feel nothing. I have no memory of past and no notion of what the future shall bring. I have no concept of time. It is the same as it always has been. Hasn't it always been this way? I don't remember. I can feel those next to me. There's not much space here. Cluttered and stacked together, we are all in here together. Yet there is silence. It is the same as it always has been. It is silent.


I wrote this in my head while I was doing dishes. I decided to type it up to see what you people thought. So, yeah, if you couldn't tell, this was about life from a dishes point of view. Hehe... Yar, I'm weird. Review please!! XD