Apart from Humpty, I had nobody to keep me company. Despite being the most and the only compassionate being that I was privy to spend time with, Humpty annoyed the living hell out of me. He was chewing too loudly, spitting food and water all over the cage without any regard for our home's cleanliness. Whenever he washed himself he would sing loudly. His voice was very shrill.
He would fall asleep in the hamster wheel and when I pushed him out of it to get to my much needed morning work out, he would gnaw at me in the most hostile fashion.  He could sleep anywhere so why did he keep chosing the only hamster wheel in the cage for his undeserved naps?
The tensions that build up because of sharing an enclosed space without any way to escape each other often escalated and we wrestled with each other. It was a fun way to kill time. Killing time was all we could do under the circumstances.
Sometimes there would be a whooshing sound and the cage would get a little colder than we were comfortable with. We would snuggle up under the tiny cave to keep each other warm.
The cave should have kept us save from the giant human eyes that floated by our enclosement from time to time. We were but toys and they were our gods. Were we supposed to worship them for giving us dry pellets to eat? For controlling our lives down to the tiniest detail? They would find us whenever they wanted to. They would lift us whenever they wanted to. They would toy with us and make us think that we could escape our caged lives just so they could catch us again and again and again. Their massive hands would grab us and violently move us around, lifting us up and dropping us down at the human's chosing. Their grip was so tight that it hurt sometimes and the more we struggled the harder their grip would become. No crying, no screaming for help, and no running for our lives would change that. The humans would always win. It was just a game to them. Just an amusement. That's all we were.
The image of their unstoppable merciless hand would hunt me whenever I tried to sleep. I would wake up screaming and covered in sweat. There was no escape.
They would pass me around and laugh, their loud noises would reverberate and penetrate my sensitive ears.
I wanted them to die. I wanted them to disappear from the face of this planet they treated as their property. I wanted them to be wiped out forever. Little did I know that my dreams of stepping onto the grass outside our cage and live in freedom were closer than I could have ever imagined. The thoughts I had were just games in my head, a way to pass time while I was locked in a cage. I barely allowed myself to hope for a life outside of the cage. The endless freedom of the world outside was surreal to me. The smell of earth, grass, and flowers were too beautiful, too complete for me to ever experience them.