Darkness. That's all the black box knew since it was put together. Then one day, out of the blue, it felt itself being moved. It heard a strange sound. Whenever it heard the sound, the container it was in moved. All of a sudden, the moving container stopped and the black box softly thumped against a flat surface. The box wondered what was going on. Silence. Nothing but silence. The box then became startled. Something picked it up and began to move it. The movement was uneven and jolted. Then the box was placed on another flat surface. Light. There was light. The box watched as cracks of light came in as something cut through the container it was in. The box saw some strange, colorful, weirdly shaped beings wearing colorful cloths in a colorful big box. Light filled the warm box. There was an opening to this strange warm box that more colorful beings came through. The colorful beings gently heaved the black box onto a strange square thing with four sides supporting it. It wasn't unpleasant. The box noticed one of the colorful beings pointing a smaller square box at it. Then the box wondered at the light pouring out from its own belly. The colorful beings sprawled on a cushy-looking rectangle and just sat watching the no-longer-black box. Light squares reflected off of the circles on the strange beings faces. The box was no longer alone in the darkness and inthe silence. Strange bubbly sounds echoed in the warm, colorful box. The box was happy.
Television.
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