Life of Poo

My name Poop. I am Poop. I am so sad. 

One day, I born. Big pool, all my family with me. I soooo happy. Brown moon smile at us. She make us smell so many smells. I so happy. 

Then Brown moon go away. Replace by evil white moon. Then flood come. 

I no like to think about flood. 

We went down big hole. My brother wash away immediately. He paint white floor brown on way out. I cry brown tears. 

Then we fly down river. So many things to see! Other poops from different pools. It was magical place. I happy here to. Not as happy as in big pool, since my brother died, but still little happy. 

Then evil poo with legs take my father. I no like evil poo. They all in sides of river. They always squeaking and eating other poos. When daddy poo taken I vow to kill all evil poo. I not successful yet, but still hopeful. I am young poo after all. 

After river we taken to eeeven bigger river. This river not regular color. It kind of look like poop color! But not fully. I no like this river. Too big. 

My sister get taken by other poops. They were big and wet and they swallowed her up. I was very sad. Why take her? She was just a little poop. I got so sad. 

Then I got washed along shore. Shore was so rough. I get really scared. Poop not supposed to be out of pool or river! I can feel the dryness. I get even more scared! 

And then, mama poop comes. She bumps me off of shore. She save me!! I turn to hug and kiss mama. But she stuck on shore! I drift away from her. She say goodbye. I cry. She dry crusty poo now. Dead poo.

I feel so bad for mama. 

Then river turns into another big pool. I even more scared now. I all alone. Just a little poop in a big world. I cry poopy tears in corner for long time. 

Then old poop come up to me. He so old! He half dry and bits flake off him. 

He tell me not to cry. I laugh at him because he going to die soon! He turn away. But I feel better now. Thank you almost dead poop!

Then big thing open up. I don’t know what it is because I only know river, pool, and poop. We all flow into big thing. Old poop crack open and sink under water. I feel little bad for laughing at old poop. 

Then I feel bad for self since I probably die soon too. 

We all flow into big tank and then river becomes very weird. It not like poop at all anymore! It all color of first pool if it had teeny bit of poo flavor. 

Lots of things in new pool. They like evil poo but instead of legs they have fins. I don’t know how I know those words. 

One day I sink to bottom of pool. At first I scared, but then I start to like it. It so peaceful! But then part of me start to fall off. Not like old poo, all flaky. This like I washing away. 

Like bottom of pool, I scare at first. Then I see how the ground like my little poo parts. They use it to feed. Now I feel good. Maybe I die but I help other thing grow.

I miss poo family. But I know I lucky. Not many poo get to be part of floor.

I so happy.