The Great Escape

Whoa...What's happening? Who's lifting up my nice cozy abode?? Hey! Put me Down! What's this place? It's dark and smells funny! It's an earthquake! Everything is shaking! And what's that beeping sound? Oh goodness, more shaking! Is this the end of the world?

Slamming...rumbling...ahh...stillness...sort of...At least this thing I am in is still, but I still sense that I am moving. I have got to get out of here!

Nibble, Nibble. Chew. Gnaw. Nibble.

I can see light!

Nibble, nibble, chew, gnaw. Nibble.

Ah ha...more light

Nibble, nibble. Chew, Gnaw. Nibble.

I'm free!

Scurry, scurry into a dark corner. I sense I am still moving, but things are slowing down a bit.

There are those loud bangs and funny sounds again. Strange, alien sounds.

More loud sounds. I crouch down, trying to make myself as small as possible. I can see one of the large ones pick up the small box I escaped from and pointing to my fine escape hole. They start looking around. I scrunch up even more.

The sounds fade, there is light behind me...I scurry towards the light...only to see...a large nose and whiskers and big eyes! What is that monstrous thing...it's wagging tail, it's dripping tongue? It is looking straight at me as if judging whether or not I would make a tasty snack

I'm being lifted again!

"What's going on? Does the monster have me? I'm going to die!" I am cupped in the alien's hand as a voice says, "You are going to be called 'Lucky'. You are the luckiest hamster in the world because Beethoven was just getting ready to have you for lunch."

I am not sure what those strange sounds meant, but now I am behind bars where no huge monsters with dripping tongues can get at me. Safe and sound. I guess I am pretty lucky!

The above story is a true one and none of the names have been changed. Lucky and Beethoven have both passed on, but their story lives in our hearts forever! I have written this for Scribbit's January Write Away Contest.