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Entry 2
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I’m not sure my communication skills will ever be suitable enough for me to adequately explain the first moments of my awareness.
Remember, I have no ears, but what I felt was a silent bombardment. If, at the time, I had the wherewithal and skill to interpret sound, I think I would have heard: whap, clack, thwap, thwip, and chunk.
I remember physically shaking from the sounds’ reverberations. I didn’t respond, I couldn’t because I didn’t know how. Up to this point, this had been the entirety of my existence. I had no concept of normal or odd. I sat there experiencing my bumpy budding reality.
Just then a new sensation, movement. Not the movement due to being bounced around by the strong sound waves. Those shook me with tiny jolts. This new movement felt cold. As I moved the temperature around me changed I felt myself cut through an immaterial substance, I now know you all call air.
At this point I made note of two things; awareness was filled with pushy sound waves and spontaneous bouts of flight. I should have been petrified. But I had yet to experience fear; it's quite liberating not knowing how to be afraid.
After my trip on the wind ended the sound waves stopped. It seemed like forever that I sat motionless and in silence, but then I felt a softer sound that didn’t shove me, it coated me. It was the word, “Hmm”.
And that’s how I met my first human.