When she was at work, I was always in her mouth. She liked it. She felt powerful with me, like her voice was louder than the others’. When they poked their heads out of the water, they’d hear my sound. It gave them stress.
Every day she’d put me in the locker along with her other things and then she’d lock it up. Yesterday someone called her and she turned around.
I fell down and rolled under the bench.

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