I was a chess piece (person)
"Well, I'm not a pawn," I replied calmly. "No one has bothered to move me. I'm rather insignificant in this game." I stopped to think for a moment, as my hand hovered over the board. "I'm not a knight. I'm not a gallant warrior, stepping out into the game early. I wait." "Are you sure you're not a pawn?," the voice questioned. "No, I may not be useful in the game, but I still have my moments." My eyes were on the board studying the pieces. They stood still upon the board in their beginning postions. "I'm not a bishop. I don't know why... Perhaps it's just because of the religious reference. I've never been much into religion." "Are you sure you're not a pawn?" "Yes, quite so. Perhaps I'm a rook, staying out of the game early, coming in the middle or end of the game." As I spoke some pieces disappeared, and the rook moved to castle. "But, I'm not one to move and protect the king. So I guess I'm not a rook." "Are you sure you're not a pawn?" I paused to consider their query. I was running out of pieces to be. "I can't be a king. I don't lead people, and I'm not the most important piece on the board. I can't be the queen, I don't hold that sort of power and influence." "Are you sure you're not a pawn?," the voice struck inside my head. No one ever wants to admit that he is just a pawn in the game. "I don't know."
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