As I looked around the daycare I noticed bins holding the children's backbacks, lunchboxes, and some extra diapers. I noticed no one was coming so I dashed my way to the closest bin.
When I got to the bin, I really started to understand how small I was. I jumped inside the bin and saw 3 things: a bag of pull-ups, the kid's backpack, and a brown paper bag (most likely the kid's lunch). Just then I felt the ground shake. I decided to jump into the child's backpack. I knew if I went the pull-ups, I would be peed on and/or pooped on. The brown paper bag was no safer, I could be eaten as a snack and die in their stomach.
While inside the bag I couldn't really see anything. There was no distinct smell, but the smell of used diapers from the daycare was penetrating the bag. Even holding my nose wouldn't help.
The bag started to shake. Then the zipper opened up and light flooded into the bag. I couldn't see a thing, but I heard a voice.
"Now why are you in here," said the childish voice. A hand sorrounded my body and I was raised into the air. After I left the bag I saw the face of my captor. It was a .........
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