Episode 1: How I Ended Up on Earth
Hi!
My name is Jibi.
Although, back on my home planet, my name was pronounced a bit differently—something like G-75.
Don’t be surprised. We had a lot of unusual things there.
I was born on the planet G-75.
It was an incredible planet.
Imagine a place where green forests stretched for hundreds of kilometers, transport ships flew through the sky, robots grew fruit, and instead of ordinary roads, we had magnetic tracks.
Our cities glowed at night with thousands of tiny lights.
And we had one very important, unique feature.
We loved to play.
At G-75, there were laser battles, space quests, team missions, mazes, and robot competitions.
Now I realize that childhood on my planet was very similar to what happens here at G-75 on Earth.
But everything changed in a single day.
My Seventh Birthday
I turned seven.
I was just getting ready for my first big space quest.
I even had a special costume.
Silver gloves.
A helmet.
And a red button on my chest that I was strictly forbidden to press without permission.
Of course, I pressed it a few times.
But that doesn’t matter now.
Because that was the very day alien ships appeared above our planet.
At first, we thought they were guests.
But we quickly realized they were very strange guests.
And not at all friendly.
They were Pig-Dogs.
Yes, I know how that sounds.
But they really did look like a mix of pigs and dogs.
Big.
Noisy.
Mean.
And with very strange ears.
They had flown in from a neighboring galaxy and decided they liked our planet.
They especially liked our technology.
And our supplies of space apples.
But most of all—our planet.
The invasion began.
My creator-parents’ most important decision
My creator-parents realized that staying on the planet was dangerous.
Dad connected to the main computer.
Mom checked the coordinates.
Then they looked at me.
I didn’t understand what was happening back then.
“Jibi,” Mom said, “you have to leave.”
“Where to?”
“To a place where they won’t find you.”
Dad was already starting up our old intergalactic ship.
I asked:
“And you?”
They didn’t answer.
That’s when I realized something very serious was going on.
They put me inside the ship.
They packed my helmet, a few batteries for my robo-backpack, a supply of space apples, and a small photo of our family.
Before liftoff, Dad said:
“We’re sending you to the safest place we’ve found.”
“And where is that?”
He pressed a button on the panel.
A hologram appeared in front of me.
EARTH.
Back then, I didn’t know what kind of planet it was.
I thought it would be peaceful there.
We didn’t even know that Earth had its own “Pig-dogs,” too.
The Flight
The intergalactic spaceship launched.
I looked out the window.
My planet was growing smaller and smaller.
At first, I saw cities.
Then oceans.
Then, just a small green sphere.
I didn’t know if I would ever see it again.
The ship flew through one galaxy, then a second, then a third…
Then I fell asleep.
And when I woke up, Earth was right in front of me.
I saw a huge city.
Kyiv.
And it was here that my new story began.
I thought Earth would be a peaceful place.
But I very quickly realized one thing.
There are “pig-dogs” on Earth, too.
They don’t fly in spaceships.
They don’t have laser cannons.
And they don’t have funny ears.
But they do launch missiles at cities.
Sometimes, even children suffer from their attacks.
I was truly surprised.
Could my robot parents have been wrong?
Is Earth dangerous, too?
I was just about to start looking for an intergalactic spaceship again when something unexpected happened.
I found G-75.
One day, I found myself near an entertainment center.
At the entrance, I saw a sign:
G-75.
I thought it couldn’t be real.
Maybe it was a sign?
Maybe my robot parents had sent me here on purpose?
I went inside.
And I saw laser tag.
Quest
Mazes.
Children running, laughing, competing, and making up their own rules.
I stood in the middle of it all, unable to believe my eyes.
It was like my home planet.
Except there were far more people.
And no one wanted to chase me away.
Quite the opposite.
They welcomed me.
They showed me where I could charge my robotic battery.
They even let me help out during celebrations sometimes.
So, I decided to stay.
My new life
Now I live at G-75.
Sometimes I greet guests.
Sometimes I watch the children.
Sometimes I help organize celebrations.
And sometimes I just join in the game.
I especially like laser tag.
Because back on my planet, I was one of the best combat robot pilots.
Well…
At least that’s what I tell everyone.
In reality, I once crashed into a space tree.
But that’s a whole other story.
Now I have a new team.
New friends.
And a new planet.
Earth.
I still miss G-75.
But you know what’s the strangest thing?
Here, I’ve met kids who are a lot like me.
They love adventures, too.
They love competing, too.
They break the rules sometimes, too.
And they also love pressing buttons they aren’t supposed to press.
That’s why I decided to stay.
I also decided to keep this diary.
I’ll tell you about my adventures.
About the kids I meet.
About the strange things that happen on G-75.
About my failed experiments.
About secret rooms.
About the space signals my robotic helmet sometimes picks up.
And, maybe…
about what really happened to my planet, G-75.
Because there’s one thing I haven’t told anyone yet.
My intergalactic spaceship is still here somewhere.
And last night, it sent a signal.
“Jibi. We found you.”
To be continued…
Episode 2: “The Secret Signal from Planet G-75”
But first, I need to figure out one very important thing:
who exactly on Earth is in charge of the Pig-Dogs?
Jibi, signing off. 🤖🚀
