The tiny ball bounced down the stairs. A child wanted to catch it. The ball became invisible. Judging by the sound, the child tried to catch the ball. However, sound and body were no longer connected. Bouncing, the ball left the house. Having become visible, it was chased by a group of screaming children. The speed was increased and the children had to give up.
Now the tiny ball felt lonesome. It went in search of another little ball. Mountains and valleys, streets and squares were traversed. It was difficult, if not impossible, to find a free fellow ball.
Eventually it succeeded. An old worn-out ball of monstrous size dragged on to the dump. The tiny ball was happy.
The massive ball looked at it suspiciously and raised itself for the last time to crush the little ball. Blissfully, the tiny ball left its still shattering physical shell.
