It all started out like a normal Tuesday in any big city. The cars started honking their horns before 7am like roosters. The small shops and stores were slowly opening up their doors. The sounds of hoses washing off cement and scraping of tables being pulled onto the sidewalk could be heard.
This sleepy predictability was Morris’ favorite part of his day. Though he did not know the shopkeepers by name he knew their routines almost better than they did.
Since today was Tuesday, he walked slowly towards his favorite coffee shop to enjoy a cup of overpriced coffee with a slightly stale pastry. While he waited quietly for his order to be up he sat down at a tiny table and pulled out his laptop as was his normal routine.
Before Morris could even type his password his name was called. He quickly got up to retrieve his coffee and pastry. As he sat there sipping his coffee he suddenly heard, “HELP! Please can someone please help!?!"
Morris, quickly looked up and around the cafe for the person asking for help. No one else seemed to hear this cry for help. His head swiveled like a top looking to the voice but saw no one in distress. Morris then heard the same cry again, “HELP! Please can someone please help!?!”
Again, no one else seemed to take any notice. The barista kept making other people’s drinks, the pedestrians continued at their same pace outside the cafe window and while everyone inside the cafe continued to stare at their phones. It wasn’t until Morris hear the cry one more time that he finally spotted the person needing aid.
It was a tiny little lego man that was screaming from the table next to Morris’. A 6 year old girl was slowly pulling the lego man apart limb by limb. By this point she had removed their legs and one arm and was slowly pulling off the other arm.
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