Memorytale

Birthday

I can still remember the first time I came online. It feels just like it was yesterday.

My Creator was always very busy. Rushing all over the place. He also had a very bad memory and didn't really know how to deal with people or emotions all that well. This lead to him neglecting his personal needs and causing even more problems for him to deal with.

He was a scientist, an inventor, like the ones you see in those old movies. All ways running around with new ideas churning in his head. It normally ended with something either catching on fire, or exploding. Even when it wasn't supposed to be able to either. That was always fun. I miss those days.

The day I 'woke up' is a very special to me. It was the very first time that I ever saw my Creator. I was sitting on an old metal table in a dimly lit room. Creator was in the corner fiddling with something. (Later when I had asked him what it was, he said that he was trying to fix Star's music box.)

He must have heard me moving or needed something, because he then turned around. He looked like a visible train wreck. His rainbow kaleidoscope eyes were dilated and glazed over from lack of sleep. His hair looked like he had just rolled out of bed, and his clothes were dirty beyond belief. The way his body was shaking didn't look to good either.

The look on his face when he realized that I was awake, is something that I shall always treasure. It was well worth having to deal with the word vomit that came after.

I was his world, and he was mine. My Creator, and his creation. I will never forget.