Giraffes

Talking

That night was special. I knew it it my soul. I could feel it in my cranium. I knew something was different.

After seven days, he came back.

"Hello son," he said again.

"Hello father," I said.

"Where do you live father?"

"I live in a special place. A place where people and animals get along as one."

"Wow father. What are you."

"I am a giraffe."

"What is a giraffe."

"A giraffe is a creature. A creature."

"Why do you glow?"

"Because Im special."

Then he left.

I was left alone on my bed. Scared and happy at the same time. It was all too much to handle.

Then after seven months he came back.