Mr. Pig lives in a two story tall building by himself. He’s life is comfortable, normal and always repeating.
But life near the city is always like this, he get up, eat breakfast, watch TV and go bact to wander in a small field.
It’s his work, It’s not that special, but it needs work.
He wanted some change in his life. Something different, something… New.
Today, he woke up, feeling refreshed.
“It’s a good day to change. “ He thought to himself. “it’s definitely going to be a special day. “
He gets off the bed and walks to the stairs, that’s when he realized something different.
It feels different in the house but he can’t truly grasp the feeling about the stuff that’s different. Something is different, although he doesn’t know what, but he know today is going to be a different day.
With that in mind, he steps forward, that’s when he realized, what he didn’t noticed. The stairs, it’s height is different, the whole house’s size is different. But it’s too slow, his feet stepped on nothing, he’s feet flailing around, with nothing to grab, he started to fall down the stairs.
The World started to spin, his body turned side way to prevent his face being crushed by his weight, the balance is broken, and with his short legs, he can’t stop the process.
He fall and fall and fall, mind blank, head empty, with nothing not help him, he trust his instinct to help him, closing his eyes and let the fall continued.
“I don’t want this type of surprised. “ He thought, but later just got lost in the paon he felt.
Finally, it stops.
He stand up and start his normal day, without wanting a new change in his normal life.