Day 3

The sun shone through the window, the marking of a brand new day. Despite having blacked out the previous night I managed to get my mother's attention by screaming and wailing how else. She came running through the room to see what was wrong and there I was sitting up in my crib. She smiled and lifted me out of the crib and started towards the dinner table. The sweet smell of pancakes filled the air so the first time I experienced a smell was very pleasant. I had not noticed it till now. As I was sitting at the table I noticed how primitive the technology of these humans was. They were using utensils carved out of wood and the plates were also made of wood. As I stared at the pancake on my plate for around 2 minutes. My mother turned to her left and whispered into my father's ear with the look of worry written on her face. What this human didn't know is that I was searching for the perfect way to put the pancake into my mouth. Then finally I took the fork, stabbed the pancake and placed the food into my mouth. my parents yelled in astonishment.

"Arlo is so smart", they said. I for one was holding my ears in pain because of parents yelling. Then my father had an idea to start swordsmanship training as soon as possible.

: authors note

I am going to time skip until he is five soooooo...

don't be alarmed. Thanks for giving me hope by reading.