The Dredful Humans

Author's Note: I decided to write my piece in the perspective of a gift I received for Christmas. This is because it was my favorite present and I thought it would be challenging/fun to write in a different perspective.


One day, I hope to escape all of this madness. On a certain day that didn't happen long ago, Christmas Eve- or at least I think it was Christmas Eve. I tend to lose track of the slowly passing days that seen to drag on forever. Christmas Eve is the only chance many electronics get to be opened, so I was hoping that today was the day I would escape. Anyways, I could here other boxes being piled on top of me. I had tried to escape my box, but it is as hard to escape that box as if I were in jail! It actually really felt as if I were in jail because my case was inside a box and when I tried to push on my box, it got me nowhere except sliding around and bumping into things.

After I thought there were no escape, I was shook so vigorously that I thought my screen might crack- especially since I have no protective coating on me yet. (It didn't arrive in the mail with all of my other gadgets.) I started panicking. If one of my kind cracks our screen, we will die. (Or at least those were the rumors going around the electronic section while I was still in the store waiting very impatiently for someone to buy me.) Then, I could hear the crackling of paper. Someone was opening my box! Suddenly, a human head stared at me and gasped.

I really don’t care for humans. With all of them bustling around the store without a care, phones and game systems yakking to each other. They disgust me. The humans make so much noise that they could most likely break a world record for loudness. It sounded as if the whole world would explode because of the loud booming noise that hurt me all the way to my wiring. Most of the humans don't even care how they treat me or others of my kind. I know we are all cool with our apps and stuff, but that is no way to treat something as valuable as us trying to decide which one of us to buy and play on. That's the other thing. All of the humans that I have ever heard about in my short life either work or play on us, and take the credit for our genius computing brains. (I am NOT a computer. Don't even let me get into how annoying THEY can be.)

As I had left off before, a human started poking their sticky fingers all over my screen. I think that then, since I was sadly the last present out of the package, it was night. A charging plug was jabbed into my side and I was left there, charging on a clock, unable to move.


P.S. If you have been trying to figure out what I am, here are a few clues. (You should have a general idea of what I am that were already stated.) 1) I am an electronic. 2) I am not a computer. 3) My kind is similar to Androids and Tablets. 4)I am an apple product. 5) I'm not a iPad or an iPhone. I honestly think that should be enough to know exactly what I am.