Chapter One: Introductions
I was born on the second step of a staircase. Although that might seem like an odd place to be born, I didn't think it was odd at all. It helped me climb. But it did not help me talk. My name, however, did.
But I wouldn't have had my name if it hadn't been for my owner, Bill. But that is enough of this chapter. I will end it now, and begin the story of my life.
Chapter Two: The First Day
The world was quiet, and I couldn't see a thing. But I could still feel. I could feel the softness of whatever I was sitting on. I decided to climb it. And so I did climb it. I was sure I was almost at the top when I felt someone taking me off the thing I had intended to climb.
I don't know why whoever-it-was did this, and they showed no sign of telling me. But I decided to let it go and fall asleep.
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