I Gabriel 3; Someone To Talk To

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Elina is mom’s closest friend and confidant. I’ve watched them cry on each other’s shoulders for not less than three times since my birth. They share little secrets and terrible awkward moments. I have also watched them sprawl on the kitchen floor, laughing their tear filled eyes out and amused the cold out of me.

Elina has cute little daughter, Jennie. She is 5, and very smart. I like smart kids, there are very few of them around in Zuika. Anyway, I like Jennie. A lot. She’s like a sister to me; I just like her. She smiles a lot, plays with me and feels sad when it’s home time.

So today, I have a a thought on my mind. I need to share my secrets with someone – someone I can trust, someone who doesn’t shake like a leaf and I think Jennie will be that perfect someone, if only she will be courageous enough to stand me talking sense at five months. My mom should have been that perfect but I’m sure she can’t see my talking sense to her at my age as normal. She’ll definitely fret.

I’ve been doing lots of research lately, With mom’s laptop , I sneaked it into my room hoping she won’t look for it soon. She hardly uses it anyway. So, during one of my researches, I discovered a very wonderful application called Robo-exp3Dfg. This app is a wonder and perfect for my special multitask robot’s construction.

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Next; Jennie gets scared

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I, Gabriel 1

My name is Gabriel, you can call me Gaby. I grow up in the small town of Zuika watching the sufferings the people around me have to go through just to complete a single task and think that they’re not created to suffer this way.

I shed tiny bits of tears one day looking at my mum standing close to the cooker sweating like a sacrificial lamb, kneading the dough she used to bake bread for breakfast. That same day I also cried watching my mum chewing her bread, working hard to grind it with her molars and it seemed hard swallowing it too. At that point, I couldn’t bear it anymore and had to look away. I’m so much pained to know that if I happen to grow up, I will definitely be like them; the same suffering which goes on and on, from dusk to dusk with little or no time for rest.

So, I’ve been thinking that it will be really helpful to invent a machine like a robot but far more sophisticated; like one thousand times more, and can do lots of work in a twinkle of an eye, while people rest their heads. This might take lots of time to construct but I’ll see how it goes.

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