8. Home orrrrr should I call it a gigantic mansion

The next day

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We were discharged some time the next day. It's not like I could find a watch around me. My vision was restricted to inside the crib and the ceiling above the crib. So it's kinda boring. So I just went back to my sleep. I'm a baby after all I get tired too quickly.

This is definitely a modern world as I was taken home in a car. This is definitely a car. So this couldn't be any of my novels. Haha...I imagine a lot. As if it's possible to fall into a novel.that was just a genre in fictional writing. May be I can write my novels again when I grow up. Woow wouldn't that be nice?

Wait....

Aren't i forgetting something!!!

Didn't I already figure out that this was that stupid novel i read before. Waahhhh

... I forgot.

How can I forget such an important thing. Shit am really becoming a stupid baby. I should revise the book daily in my brain so that I don't forget this thing.

May be the world's does have restrictions, that are making it hard to keep the memories of my previous life. God! Wouldn't that be unfair for me. I died unjustly. Could you not let me keep atleast these memories so I could live a long life here. If you really wanted to keep the novel as it was you shouldn't have made me born here.

So don't be unfair!!!

The car Came to a stop bringing me out of my thoughts. Safe in my mom's embrace I saw a huge mansion in front of us. Wow... it looks like it's as big as that library building in city N in my previous life. Yeah Black's were Rich. I kinda forgot.

"Welcome home baby!", my mom said kissing my head. I smiled hearing that. 'It's good to be home mommy.' I thought to myself...

Oooh life in a mansion... I as a middle class soul defines want to know how it feels like. But this neck doesn't even allow me to take a whole look. All I can see is never ending ceilings or  faces that suddenly pops out of no where to take a closer look at the new baby of the house.

Now I am looking at a middle aged man looking at me while smiling softly so I smile back... now he is beaming... hehe ... he is definitely charmed by me.

"Ali baby this is butler Jonathan ...John as we call. ", daddy told me the uncle's identity.  Hooooo this is the person who tried to save the original Alicia of the book and was framed by that bit*h of a cousin of stealing important info from the company.  One more person I should protect. So I smiled at him as warmly as I could... and he definitely melted right then and there...

Daddy took me away from him soon... "Ali you shouldn't smile at any men other than daddy and ronny... men are bad." I giggled at him. Gosh  i'm a baby what's going on in that brain of yours daddy...

" adi... she's a baby. What are you teaching her and John Is basically family. Ali dear don't listen to dad. Come to mommy." She took me away from a pouting daddy glaring at a smiling John and took me somewhere else in this home...

Some more ceiling and curious faces later....

We entered a room with a bed and a crib beside it. The room should be a master bedroom. Oh yeah unlike in those novels where babies are thrown into there own rooms with a maid the author believes that babies should be loved and kept near to parents till they can talk and walk so as to avoid any violence or abuses or early maturity.  Of course throwing in to their own room only can occur in Richie rich families. All this was mentioned in the author notes in the novel. I who was Born in a middle class family shared a room with my parents at a young age and a room with my brother till teens.. then he was kicked into the hall and later to a hostel heheh as he advanced into college. Later he moved into an apartment near the office where he works for convenience.

So sharing a room with my parents is ok with me. My mom placed me into the crib and I soon fell asleep. Nappy nap times are the best. Well nothing much to do anyway I am a baby so I can be as lazy as I want...