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Clock and Carpet
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Clock and Carpet
by Aster Rose
“What are you doing?” asked the Clock, ticking happily
“Nothing,” said the Carpet stretched out over the floor, absolutely miserable. Someone walked across him. “OW! That hurt!” screamed Carpet.
“What?!” cried Clock in alarm.
“Someone walked on me!” it said.
“So?” said the Clock, vainly admiring its shiny, black rim.
“I really envy you. You get to be up on the wall!” said Carpet, turning slightly green.
“Yes,” said the Clock, looking at his numbers as his second hand ticked past them. He dusted himself off, and gave a nonexistent smile at his reflection in the mirror on the other wall. He looked back down at the Carpet. “I’m glad I’m not a carpet. So dirty and disgusting,” thought Clock.
“I’m lonely!” said the Carpet. The Clock did not answer. Desperate for attention, the Carpet said, “The world is going to end in five seconds.”
“Um-hmm,” muttered the Clock.
“ I’m glad I’m not a clock. So conceited,” thought the Carpet, and lapsed back into a state of misery.

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