Baby's story

"Did you know I was on stage once? It wasn't very long, just one day. What a wonderful day though. I was in a room with balloons and a few tables. No one say at the tables though. The children would run in and out. Some were afraid of me, others enjoyed my songs. Music was always coming from somewhere else. Down a hall. I would always count the children, im not sure why. I was always acutely aware of now many there were in the room with me: two.. then three.. then two.. the three.. then four.. then two.. then none. They usually play together in groups of two or three. I was covered in glitter, I smelled like birthday cake. There were two.. the three.. the five.. then four.... I can do something special.. did you know that? I can make ice cream. Although I only did it once. There were four.. the three.. then two.. then one... something happened when there was one. A little girl.. standing by herself.... I was no longer... myself... and I stopped singing. My stomach opened.. and there was ice cream. I couldn't move.. at least.. not until she stepped closer..."  (screeeeee) "There was screaming for a moment.. but only for a moment.. then other children rushed in again.. but they couldn't hear her because of their own excitement. I still hear her sometimes... why did that happen? "