The salt shaker
I sat on top of the table one day, like every other day in my life. So I decided to turn to my pal Pepper and ask what he wanted to talk about. Pepper decided that he didn’t feel like talking, though, and decided to stay silent.
Due to this, I just went ahead and decided to sleep.
A moment later I was awakened by the sound of scraping chairs, and felt myself being picked up and turned upside down. I was set down on he table again a short moment later.
And then I felt myself get tilted a little too far onto my side, and I hit the surface of the table with a -crack-.
In pain, I accidentally spilled out my salt, the person who had done this noticing their mistake and abruptly righting me back up. But the damage was done.
Salt covered the entirety if the table, and I watched as a larger person scolded the smaller person who had tilted me over.
Then I decided to fall asleep again.
I sat on top of the table one day, like every other day in my life. So I decided to turn to my pal Pepper and ask what he wanted to talk about…