Wednesday, October 5, 2011

A new place and home.

When I woke up I was finally out of that darn cube. Another ant was going around kind of making a checklist. When became up to me he requested that I turn around, I was still too dazed to ask questions so I did it. After he wrote something on his little clip board he walked over in front of me and told me briefly what was happening.
"we've been transferred to a new city mate, no more cubes for us. Don't worry you'll wake up fully soon, they used a light sleeping gas so that you wouldn't wake up during the journey. Keep your chin up and stay close to the colony untill you understand what's happening." he pointed to a small oddly shaped crate like box with ants bustling all about. "they were transferred a little earlier so their grogginess already wore off, good luck" he explained then walked off.
Well since I'm here I don't have to worry about that darn lab anymore I suppose... Why did he ask me to turn around? I thought to myself. As I stretched I bumped against the back of my head and felt a rough spot. Directly in the middle lfthe back of my head was a tiny paint drop. "I hope they explain this all later" -I apparently said out loud  to myself.
"I as well" said a voice behind me.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

A hallway with no purpose

"I tried talking to the others but no one could hear me, after walking around my cell for awhile I sat in a corner and just went to sleep. When I woke up I was being carried to the next room I was very nervous, what did I do? Why was I being moved? They set me down in a narrow dark area with many openings (it reminded me of an ant hill but it had no roof), they opened my cell and I cautiously crept out after smelling the air, I caught a whiff of something good. As soon as I got out of my glass container I smelled it much stronger and realized I was starved! I scurried as fast as I could towards the smell... Dead end, who would put a wall in the middle of a hallway? I tried climbing over it but it was much too slippery. I turned around and tried the next path, the smell grew stronger and stronger then another dead end! -I wasn't very happy by this time- I tried pushing it, no luck. I tried digging under it, the ground was too hard. I turned around and sped towards the last path, I knew this had to be it, it was the only option. After a few quick turns and passing afew obviously wrong routes I reached a morsel of orange. It was just a little old but to me it looked like heaven."
"I thought haven looked like..." shouted out the trouble maker.
 "shh" interrupted an older grandant (surprisingly the little trouble maker listened for once). Grandpa seemingly not noticing rambled on," After a snack -more like a meal I guess- I once again laid down for a nap.