Life.


    Life I’ve found as a baby is hard.


    Well if you have an adults mind it is.


    Being born kind of hurt, the pressure from being pushed out was painful it was like having a bear hug…that pulsated down your body.


    After being born I was laid down in something soft and scratchy. I could hear some grunting noises and what sounded like voices and crying, I think one of my siblings just got delivered, the crying is getting closer and is laid down beside me. The crying sounds like a cross between a baby and a cat mewling. And now there’s more crying this sounds slightly different a slightly deeper pitch, a boy maybe.


    The voices sound like they’re discussing something. I try to list in to it and by god there’s even more crying. How many siblings do I have.


    This happens a few more times before I start to get sleepy. *yawn*


    Not this again bloody baby body. I look down at my self and I’m…….AHHHH “ahhggg” grey, what was that sound, fuck I think that was my baby speak. I look at my hands there a very dark shade of grey.


    *……….* My instincts from my previous life make me feel like I’m being watched.


    I try to look around and I notice that a sibling is green. Right I’m an goblin which explains why by siblings are going to be green but why am I grey.*yaaaawwn*


    I awake to being really itchy. It’s the straw. This is uncomfortable, I try to roll.


    Yes I did it. I can move that’s good, but I feel bigger than yesterday, but it doesn’t feel unnatural.


    *grumble*


    Huh.. My stomach growled.


    “AHHHHHHG” My world is shaken. I’m being picked up and get placed back on the straw. Fuck.


    Then something gets shoved in my mouth. It feels like a teat. I start sucking before realized I had.


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    MILK.. I think its milk. After a few minutes I get taking off the teat. I look up at the person holding me, there holding me in both arms, wow I’m big…… wait if I’m being held with then where’s the bottle.


    I look down and there is a green tit looking at me. “AHHHHHG Fuuugggck.” The goblin starts chatting to me I think as I spook out loud again in baby. Sounded closer to what I thought I shouted by accident. It.. she places me down and picks up another goblin baby and the starts feeding that one. She’s talking to that goblin as well now. *Yawn* not again.


    This pattern continues for a few more days I think. Its kinda hard to tell time as everything is lit by torches and not the


    battery powered ones. I’m starting to understand the language a little. I have four other siblings they don’t seem to be as active as me yet. I also seem to be slightly bigger than the others and I’m still the only grey goblin I’ve seen. All the others seem to be varying shades of green. *yawn*


    *...........* I''m pretty sure they are talking about me.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Instinctual sense Learned </td></tr></tbody></table>


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Goblin Language Learnt (basic) </td></tr></tbody></table>


    WHAT *YAWN*


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    Sorry for the short chapter guys will try to have another up by tomorrow, you know life , work and stuff. will try to start do longer chapters as the story progress and more stuff happens. and a quick poll.