This time when I turned on the lamp in the den it said “Hello”.
Imagine my surprise.
“Hello?” it said.
“Hello?” I called.
“Over here.” Said the lamp. I walked over and peaked under the white fringed shade.
“Do you mind removing this thing on my head?” asked the lamp.
I am losing my mind, I thought. Yet, obeyed.
“Ah, much better. What is your name?” the lamp asked in a lyrical little voice.
“John?” I said.
“You sound unsure.”
“I’m not sure what I’m sure about right this second.” I muttered. The lamp laughed and shined a little brighter.
“I understand. I am not being terribly fair. I know light cannot speak here. I came here from another place. I had to leave, you see.”
I looked around the room to see if anyone was watching before turning back to the lamp.
“Why did you have to leave?” I…
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