I Actually Became a Table Lamp in My Uncle and Aunt's Room! I was trembling inside, instinctively afraid my uncle and aunt would discover something was up, so I could only breathe softly and cautiously. When I realized I hadn't given myself away, I felt secretly pleased for a moment. Good thing they hadn't noticed. It would've been mortifying if they had. Then I was filled with questions. Why had I ended up in my uncle and aunt's room? And why had I turned into a table lamp? I racked my brains, but couldn't figure it out, and only gave myself a headache. My uncle and aunt lay on the bed, narrowing their eyes as they began whispering to each other. See no evil, hear no evil. I had been about to switch off...
