A Work of Art

Squirrel

I was hyperventilating. I had no clue what was going on, or where I was going ( the lights were off).

"We found her",said a deep male voice from behind me.

"Put her with Squirrel over there", came another unknown voice, except this one being far more gentle. All of a sudden, the lights came to life.

Sitting behind an overly polished desk, was a person, but no ordinary person. This person was wearing rainbow overalls, and had a pink stripe in her hair. Also, (and this I find very unusual) beside her was a plush green monster.

"Hello, you must be the one without the name", she held out a small hand that was ordained with polished fingernails and a ring with a huge diamond.

"Is that a real diamond?", I asked out of amazement. I had never seen a jewel so beautiful.

"Of course not, silly!"

"Oh, I see.", I said, sorta disappointed. I realized something else about the girl. She was my age. What was she doing here?

"Just so you know, I will be your therapist."

My therapist? Oh great.