Sitting in the chair

I sat. I didn’t get up. More time passed. I stayed sitting for the rest of the day.

By night time I was feeling drowsy. I fell asleep sitting.

When I woke in the morning I was laying on the floor. I got up and went to the bathroom. I came back and sat in the chair.

I felt hungry. I didn’t want to get up from the chair.

I broke off a piece of the arm of the chair and ate it. I was surprised at its deliciousness.

I began reminiscing about a time when I was in second grade. My English teacher Mrs. Famsfeld asked me to spell a particular word. I did. She said I was wrong and me sit facing the corner of the room. While I sat there, I wondered how something could be wrong. I saw things differently from her because I’m a different person. If I was her, I would have spelled it like she thought it should be spelled.