Though she did what she was told, she could never shake her curiosity when it came to how an electrical socket worked. Why was the hole in the wall called a female end? Does the power come from there or the object plugged into it. She knew mother and father would disapprove, so she tamped down the feelings of a possible discovery and continued to steal glances at the wall socket.
As children are wont to do, Layla grew up. As oppressed children are wont to do, she felt the time had come to see if she could unravel the mystery of the wall socket in her dorm room. Tentatively, she touched it with her index finger. Nothing happened. This was quite anticlimactic. Upping the ante, she pressed her tongue against it. Nothing, but it didn't taste very good. She tried peering inside with a flashlight, but could see nothing but darkness. Finally, she got tired of her experiments and grabbed a butter knife to pry the cover off.
While she was prying, the knife slipped and went into one of the holes. No one knew what happened until the circuit breaker popped and they came in the room to find Layla twitching a bit, sitting at her desk. Once the breaker was reset, Layla decided to write an e-mail.
To: Mom <Mother_May_I@c-mail.net>
From Layla Franklin <Mother_says_never@coldletter.com>
Subject: I finally found out.
Attachment: Layla_success
Hi Mom,
I know you told me not to, but I just had to know what would happen if I played with the electrical socket. Here's my proof.
She attached a picture and sent it off to her mother. Layla logged off with a smile on her pretty face. Tomorrow, she would conquer the dryer.
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