Hmm. The bright thing is finally up. The chairs around me seem to notice it too. Most of them start looking towards the window to see it. The window makes sure we get a good view. The bowl on my head is weighing me down so I don't get a very good glimpse of the light. The bowl and the apples are one of the furniture that seem to think we should just do our job right without complaint, but I think we shouldn't be told what's right and what's wrong.
The bowl and the apples just plea for attention instead of care about doing what they want to. They are like servants to what seems to be our comander: the almighty chair. That's what I like to call it at least. It is the biggest chair and sits right at the end.
The bright light seems to be rising and I hear movement in the distance. Them! The humans. They have more control on us then 50 almighty chairs! We must not get caught!
