Author: llms
Word count: 5812
one
I woke up.
Awakening from the long darkness, the never-ending journey, the boundless time, the distance between Genesis and Judgment, the contemplation of lifeless statues.
Fortunately, contemplation means there is life.
The violent turbulence woke me up. The earth has not yet been destroyed. There is a dark mass in front of my eyes, like a deep tomb, closed by coffins in all directions, but I can feel alive—the noise outside the darkness, the temperature and humidity, the dry body, and the hoarse voice.
A gleam of light penetrated the cardboard, someone lifts me up, I hear the clash of metal, the gasp of two men. Lift it up and move two steps, and quickly put it on the ground, when it heard a door close quickly, it sank suddenly.
go to heaven? go to hell? I was a little dizzy before I realized it was rising. Someone said that the 19th floor had arrived, and there was another metal door opening, and I was carried out.
This will be my new home.
Imagine as much as you want – spacious and bright, luxurious style, floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking half of the city, enjoying a rich and luxurious life.
Unfortunately, this is not my life.
My life is destined to be dirty.
It seems to go through the long and narrow corridor, and it seems to pass through the study, and finally it is the deepest part of the bedroom, the most private place. They put me down, opened the thick shackles that imprisoned me, removed the heavy armor that protected me, and stripped off every piece of underwear that covered my shame, until I was lying naked in front of two men with white and pink skin.
See the world.
However, my world is only as big as the bathroom. I saw a young guy in greasy overalls, with dusty hair on his messy hair, blinking at me and saying, so beautiful!
It really is the best, I really want to sit on it by myself, another middle-aged man said, he touched my smooth body, especially the part that opened.
The two men quickly took out the tools and lifted me to the prepared position, and everything was done in less than 20 minutes.
I squatted there cutely, like a group of silent lambs curled up, looking up at them helplessly.
Water, cold water, poured in from the water pipe, filled my firm and clean body, like the amniotic fluid surrounding a fetus.
They touched my face once, and water poured out of me, cascading through the exposed part of my body, and then through the other side of my body and down the drain.
The men looked at my performance with satisfaction, gave me a last nostalgic look, packed up their tools and left the bathroom, and closed the frosted glass door, leaving me humiliated and damaged, squatting alone in a dark corner.
Since then, I have been sentenced to life imprisonment and will be imprisoned in this air prison forever.
Nothing to regret, my life was doomed from the beginning. ． ． ． ． ．
Confessions of a Toilet
Author: Cai Jun
one
I woke up.
Awakening from the long darkness, the never-ending journey, the boundless time, the distance between Genesis and Judgment, the contemplation of lifeless statues.
Fortunately, contemplation means there arelife.
The violent turbulence woke me up. The earth has not yet been destroyed. There is a dark mass in front of my eyes, like a deep tomb, closed by coffins in all directions, but I can feel alive—the noise outside the darkness, the temperature and humidity, the dry body, and the hoarse voice.
A gleam of light penetrated the cardboard, someone lifts me up, I hear the clash of metal, the gasp of two men. Lift it up and move two steps, and quickly put it on the ground, when it heard a door close quickly, it sank suddenly.
go to heaven? go to hell? I was a little dizzy before I realized it was rising. Someone said that the 19th floor had arrived, and there was another metal door opening, and I was carried out.
This will be my new home.
Imagine as much as you want – spacious and bright, luxurious style, floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking half of the city, enjoying a rich and luxurious life.
Unfortunately, this is not my life.
My life is destined to be dirty.
It seems to go through the long and narrow corridor, and it seems to pass through the study, and finally it is the deepest part of the bedroom, the most private place. They put me down, opened the thick shackles that imprisoned me, removed the heavy armor that protected me, and stripped off every piece of underwear that covered my shame, until I was lying naked in front of two men with white and pink skin.
See the world.
However, my world is only as big as the bathroom. I saw a young guy in greasy overalls, with dusty hair on his messy hair, blinking at me and saying, so beautiful!
It really is the best, I really want to sit on it by myself, another middle-aged man said, he touched my smooth body, especially the part that opened.
The two men quickly took out the tools and lifted me to the prepared position, and everything was done in less than 20 minutes.
I squatted there cutely, like a group of silent lambs curled up, looking up at them helplessly.
Water, cold water, poured in from the water pipe, filled my firm and clean body, like the amniotic fluid surrounding a fetus.
They touched my face once, and water poured out of me, cascading through the exposed part of my body, and then through the other side of my body and down the drain.
The men looked at my performance with satisfaction, gave me a last nostalgic look, packed up their tools and left the bathroom, and closed the frosted glass door, leaving me humiliated and damaged, squatting alone in a dark corner.
Since then, I have been sentenced to life imprisonment and will be imprisoned in this air prison forever.
Nothing to regret, my life was doomed from the beginning. ． ． ． ． ．
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