[ WP ] You are a sim , with a great life . One day , your child turns into a grotesque beast due to a glitch .

This morning, after a quick espresso and a half hour of trying to figure out how to sit down at my kitchen table, ( there was a bag of garbage in the way! ) I went upstairs to check on my newborn son. He had been crying for a day and a half and I had n't felt like checking on him. 
 
 To my utter horror, my child was not the same cute human in a bundle of blankets. Somehow in the night, by the click of the mouse of God, my upright piano had moved from the living room below, through the ceiling and into the nursery room and it *merged* with my baby! My baby has become an upright piano wrapped in blankets and stuffed in a crib. 
 
 I am now standing in a puddle of my own urine, screaming at the sky for answers. My thought bubbles are filled only with red Xs. To make matters worse, my work car has been outside honking for 10 minutes and if I miss one more day I'll be fired from my job as a Subway Musician. 
 
 I curl up in a ball and attempt to die. 
 
 The Grim Reaper appears in my backyard and glides hauntingly through the garden and through the back door of my house. It winds through the house and into the kitchen, a mere 10 feet from the staircase that leads to the nursery—my final resting place. But by some cruel twist of fate, the trash bag obstacle I faced this morning is also preventing the Grim Reaper from getting to the staircase. 
 
 As I accept my fate as a ball of tears and urine, I am comforted by the sound of a piano playing faintly from the crib. 
 

