My soul is a blob of practically nonexistent matter.
It’s name is Blobby.
Blobby is pretty nice when you get to know him, he is very bubbly.
Blobby set out one day, to go exploring.
He stepped in a puddle of rainwater, which just so happened to be a doorway to another world.
Really it was just a giant hole that never ended.
He fell for hours or day, he didn’t know how long.
Blobby found a tiny rope, connected to nothing as far as he knew.
But he trusted it anyway because it looked like the only way out.
As he was falling, he reached out and grabbed it.
His hand was gripped around it as tight as possible, but it still took a little while to stop falling.
Blobby’s hand was shredded to pieces from the rope burn.
He started climbing up, and it took forever.
After weeks and weeks of climbing, his bubbliness was running low.
He met many characters on the way up.
Most of them had been down there for a long time.
Some may never make it back to the real world, isolated down there forever.
Blobby finally made it back to his homosapien house.