Short Story

Hello! I'm bored and I have some homework to do so I'm just going to write a short possibly fictional and possibly non-fictional story.
The Diary of a skin cell
I am a cell. My name is Bob and I am a skin cell of this guy called John Smith. This is my first day and I was just born a few seconds ago and-
AAAAIIIIEEEEE!!!!!
Sploosh!
THE END

That the end of my short story. If you don't get it, just ask me.