So I lived my life alone, without anyone that I could really talk to. That night, I went to sleep on the sand, a thousand miles from any human habitation. I was more isolated than a shipwrecked sailor on a raft in the middle of the ocean. Thus you can imagine my amazement, at sunrise, when I was awaken by an odd little voice. It said, “What are you doing?”
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Continue the story with a non-human character as the first person narrator.
[excerpt is from Antoinne de Saint-Exupery's The Little Prince]