Is the world just a big rock in the middle of nowhere? Is it just a meteor full of smart and dumb aliens with new technology everyday? To me the earth is just giant rock in a abyss inhabited to down sized aliens. I am an alien experiment that went well. I live in a pod full of water to survive. There are more of me in every house. I belong to small 4 arm cephalopods or children as their superiors call them. They feed me so I can evolve but there hasn’t been any growing lately.
There are even more experiments that are beyond my growth. One talks to me everyday. She lives in a cage next to my pod. She is of the flying species. A cockatoo known as Gilda Jury the lll. She is of species of bird evolution.”What are you doing?”she asked outside her cage. “I’m recording our time till freedom.”I said.
“When is this time exactly?”
“When the aliens evolve us.”
“I not trying to be animal racist, but you’re a goldfish. Your pod is a tank, you’re not an experiment and when you eat food that feeling in your stomach is not evolution, it’s being fill. Not only that but there are more of you in oceans and ponds. But people eat the ocean ones.”
“So all this time we weren’t aliens?”
“No, are master watches too many alien movies.”
And she was right. In the middle of our conversation, he was watching E.T the Extraterrestrial. A very old movie I say. This is his sixth time he’s watched it. So now that i’m in the now I realized my life was a lie. For all this time, I was a regular, ordinary, boring, old goldfish with an extraordinary friend, in a normal house.
“The only thing I feel right now is ashamed. And sorry for the ocean fish.”
“It’s okay. Besides the ocean fish eat people too.”
“Wait, don’t people eat birds too?”
“No, not exotic birds like me. Only chicken.”
