The mask 3

Hello again! I have not been well lately. My lady came back from the hospital, weakened, pale and sad. She washed me and disinfected me, so I lost contact with the king. She killed him! Can you believe it? Kill the king!

Anyway. That is not the worst part. For me, the worst part is that she said I was worn out and replaced me with another mask, new, with lots of colours. You see, I am just a white mask. She does not like me any more, and I have missed the exits with her.

In these successive disappointments, I met again with my friend the antiseptic. While I was hanging out with the king and his ministers, there were a lot of events. People declared war on the king and are trying hard to find a vaccine to kill him once and for all. They compete like crazy which company will first find the most effective vaccine and then all people will be vaccinated. The king will no longer be able to enter and dwell inside them.

But – as the antiseptic told me – there is still hope. Some people do not accept king exists, and they think this is all a fiasco. They do not wear masks, they make demonstrations, they touch each other and of course the king can comfortably dwell within them and maintain his reign.

But this does not comfort me. Who is going to wear me? Who is going to take me for a stroll? As a matter of fact, I should not take this personally. Let us give my authority to another mask. There is so much going on out there. And there is still going to be around for a long time. Until people find the vaccine, my generation will reign everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere: on the streets, on buses, in offices, in taxis and of course in supermarkets. No one walks around without a mask any more, big fines you see!

I am a mask. I started out in a factory with no prospects for being important and became the face of the day. No one knows what tomorrow will bring. I never thought I would have such an interesting life. On my way came an invisible king and upgraded me to a great personality.

I am not saying good-bye. I will come back. I have thought a way to show off again. But that is something I will tell you next time.

See you, my friends!