by caroline sabet

Once upon a time there was a monster.

Well, we can't call it a monster simply based on the fact that we've never seen anything like it before, as it is a being that is totally unknown and unimaginable to us.

We don't even know what it's like, what its shapes are. If it has shapes.

We don't know if it has hands...
or feet...
or a nose...
or eyes.

We don't even know how it
If it even needs to communicate...
Does it have someone to communicate to?
Or does it live all alone?

Where does it live?

It is not from Earth, not even from our universe.
Actually, we are part of it.

The planet Earth and all the other planets, stars and everything else from our universe, are a part of its organism.

The Earth is as if it was an atom in its body
(if we could say it has a body).

The Earth's rotation throughout our year of 365 days,
would not even be a millisecond for it.

It doesn't know of our existence. It doesn't even imagine that inside of it there are a lot of people thinking, walking, smiling, crying, questioning, changing.

To it, the entire existence of the planet Earth represents only a few years of its life. Years counted by us. Maybe it doesn't even count years, and if it does, it probably does it in a different way than we do.

There are those who think we are like a cancer in a cell of the not-monster, spreading slowly in its body (or is it really fast for it?).

There are some who don't think so. They think we might only
be growing old.

One day the Earth is going to die, just like all our cells die and are renewed.

It's still going to take a long time.

Well, for us it's going to take a long time. The not-monster won't even know that we ever existed.

You might ask if this is true, if there is scientific proof, if I believe in it, or if you should believe in it.

Well, we all believe in what we want to believe in and how we want to believe in it.

The important thing is that we can imagine and believe,

or not!

about the author

Caroline Sabet has two eyes, a nose and a mouth. She's a normal person, just like you and everyone else. Sometimes she jumps for joy, sometimes she hides away sad. There are days when she's naughty, but some days she behaves in an exemplary manner. Occasionally she feels very scared, sometimes she shows the courage of a lion.

Caroline is different and unique, just like you and everyone else.

She was born and raised in São Paulo, Brazil. Her father is Egyptian and her mother is Brazilian. She has a Portuguese stepfather and an Egyptian stepmother. Two sisters: one British and one Greek. She went to a German school and has lived in England and in the United States.

She came into this world in 1981, already getting a slap on the butt!
Ok, ok... the slap was given so that she would cry and start breathing.

That's how it was done back then. And that's why babies cry when they are born, to breathe. Caroline grew up, but is still a child in her heart, and she continues to get “slapped” by life and to cry, to breathe... But the slaps and the cries are different now. They come as experiences, as art, drawings, songs and stories. Lots of ways of expressing herself, so that she can breathe!

This is one of the many stories that Caroline writes for children. Children from all over the world, of all sizes and all ages, even for the child every adult carries forever inside themselves.