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garbage
My day started off fine. I was sitting in my room, just relaxing like every other meaningless day. But today something new happened, something I never saw coming, who would’ve thought that I, a little plastic knife, would get his chance to shine and cut.But back to the story, my door opens and in comes a giant, five legged octopus grabbing and rummaging through my room and all my brothers and sisters. The octopus grabs me and yanks my white, shiny, plastic body out of my room. It feels as though the octopus is choking me to death and is refusing to let me go. I try to scream at this monster but my words don’t come out loud enough. He starts jerking me back and forth cutting up this big, nasty, red, juicy thing that looks like an apple, I couldn’t get a good glimpse, and the monster was moving me way to fast.To be honest with you I don’t think I’m cut out to be a knife. I woke up after passing out from that stupid octopuses cutting techniques, in a pitch black, smelly cave. I worked my little, plastic body up towards the top of this pile. It seemed as though it would never end. It just kept going and going, I was just about to give up but suddenly I notice a heavenly light coming from above me. I look around and I notice the stench, it couldn’t be! I am not, no, this isn’t right. How could I be garbage?!