Oh my god, i can't believe it's a foot!

As i nestled in the thick mud, unmoving except the constant expansion and retractions of my lungs. It was my normal morning routine, look for some algae, eat it, look for some more algae, eat that, and so goes the daily monotony of my life. I had the mindset that mimed every other day in my life, so therefore, I thought this one would be no different. How wrong I was.

The ground shook with a tumultuous thud, the noise nearly deafening me. I heard shouts of the enigmatic "I lost my boot" and the encouraging "I'll fall on you!". I couldn't hear anything after that, so hard was I of hearing, to owe my hearing to a bunch of school-aged Spartacuses. I skipped away, or perhaps a better word would be teleported, to what I thought was a safe distance. A brush with death was to ensue if I chose my next action wrongly. A brobdingnagian object seemed to fall out of the sky at me, I could make out the vague, yet somehow distinct outline of my most hated adversary, a human being. This, however, was no ordinary human, it had the height of a maturing mangrove tree and the girth of a hundred. This mammoth thing came crashing down with the force of a tsunami as I skimmed away.


I laughed as I returned to my literal hole in the ground abode. I recited my near death experience word-for-word to the others. They "oooed" and "aaaed" in unison. I felt like the top of the world. My most pride lay in the fact that WE were more advanced than humans would ever be. As I thought this to myself, the world collapsed upon me.