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I can't believe it's been so long, more two decades ago, my first day of kindergarten.

That day was chaos, even big bang was nothing to compare with. You know we were just a bunch of annoying kids, what you expect? Running here and there, throwing things we could grab in range. A handful of sand, an ugly purple ball, pencil or eraser if we were at classroom not doing studying.

That was mad, we were crazy. You couldn't blame it on us, we were supposed to have fun. We built a skyscraper using all pencils we had and some stolen from kids next table, head to tail, tail to head. You wouldn't believe even I am telling you, it would be the highest building at that time if that mean and horrible teacher from next classroom didn't confiscate our pencils. Sorry to kids next table, yours were confiscated, too.

When the janitor vacuumed the carpet, I could smell it. I watched him doing his job, then walked away as nothing had happened. Well, it surely was nothing.

The first nap at noon, we were gathered in a huge room and asked to sleep. It's impossible to ask a kid to sleep on an exciting day, so everyone was chatting with low voice. When teacher coughs we quiet, well, just for a while.

At the end of the day, we got on bus and were sent home. But after all, they were nothing important to me.

Because I had my first crush on my teacher on the first day of school in my life. I was incredible. :-)

Prompt: Alien.

Tomorrow morning you wake up to find a visitor from another planet, on your doorstep. What do you say to it?

Who the hell are you? You are supposed to be a Vulcan!

After submitted, I found it missed something, I decided to expand it a little bit.

"Who the hell are you? You are supposed to be a Vulcan!" I yells after being forced out of my morning shower with a huge rush by unstoppable doorbell rings and seeing the most important first contact event in human history being ruined by this wrong alien species.

The alien looks hurt and confused, but I am not a kind person at all.

"For whatsoever's  sake, you are not even little or... or green!"

I must have hurt this alien's self-esteem because its face contorts pretty ugly.

*Bang*

I slam the door shut as hard as I can, angrily walks back to bathroom.

I just stepped one foot on bathroom floor.

*Bang*

The alien bangs my door, I am pissed off now and ready for a fight.

I open the front door for the second time this morning.

"What on Earth do you want?!"

The alien pulls out something from behind and holds that shining thing in hand.

"Oh, shit!" I gasp.

*Bang*

That was me falling on floor.

I am staring at the ceiling faintly, I wondered...

How do aliens know about ringing a doorbell and banging a door?

before my last breath.

"You have it, right?" Ken asked.

"Yea," Dave answered with uncertainty in his eyes while taking out something from his backpack.

He stood there still and stared at the water.

"What are you waiting for? Let it go!" Ken finally asked impatiently.

"Are you sure about this?" Dave asked back.

"It will be fine, it will be okay," Ken assured him.

Dave looked down at the jar in his hands. He could almost see that little thing through a little hole in red cap. They made that hole for it to breathe, though they wasn't sure if that's really necessary.

He slowly unscrewed the cap and got down on his knees, then he tilted the jar to dump it into a pond. It got confused at first, then it excitedly swam around to explore its new small new world. Soon, it disappeared at the bottom, it's too deep to see clear. The pond wasn't filled with water before, but a recent storm filled it up. Ken figured that out and came up with this idea to put a life in this pond.

"What the hell are you two doing here?" a yell from behind, an old man stood ten feet away.

They jumped up and quickly ran away from the old man, just like last time.

The old man walked to the pond and took a look at pond.

"What the?" He didn't even know the pond was filled if he didn't spot them and came out to check up.

He then smiled.

"Kids!" he chuckled and strolled back to his cabin in the woods.