Spaceship Washer

You were never one to clean your shower regularly. The towels piled up and the washers too, yet you only washed weekly; sometimes not at all.

There was a washer you kept forgetting to pick up. Perhaps it was because the washer was so small and insignificant to you, as you kept piling towels, underwear, and clothes on top of your hardened washer.

One night, you heard a noise coming from the bathroom. “What the hell! Is this a dream, or is the house alive and talking to me?

You stand up straight and turn on the light; the buzzing continues. 

Where are you buzzing? Are you a bee or a monster from the tip?

A noise comes from the bathroom. You hesitate before entering. Thoughts of strange monsters, lizards, and giant spiders terrorise your thoughts.

You walk through the bathroom door, turn on the light, and you are baffled by what you see; your crusty washer is alive and floats before your eyes. No longer just a washer, it hovers like a spaceship; It’s buzzing, and it wants to leave your house immediately.

Baffled, you run outside. As you run, the washer follows, and terror takes hold of your heart. Once out in the still night, you turn and see the washer flying away. There is no stopping your washer, as it takes off at light speed.

Standing alone and semi-naked, you stare into space, then think, “My washer lived, and now it’s gone. Is it because of neglect?

Contemplating the situation, you go inside, pour a drink, and ponder life’s recent events. You whisper to yourself, “I’ll never neglect my washers now nor ever again.

From that day forth, your clothes are always washed and clean, and nothing remains on the floor, for you never know where neglect may lead you again.

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