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The Tale of the McDonald's Hashbrown

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 Once there was a hashbrown that couldn’t get up. It cried “milky, milky, milky.”
               All its life it had felt lonesome, but in this moment, it was indubitably worse. The hashbrown began to have a flashback to its childhood days on the Kamikoze squad. A knitting circle for past kamikaze squad members. It missed the faint friction of the knitting needles. The trashbag that sat next to him smelled of stale beer and garbage. The eloquent conversions it had between the trashbag, it was almost as if it was sitting next to it once again. It misses the salty spontaneity of the tortilla chip that often accompanied it on these lengthy evenings.
               Suddenly it snapped back into contentiousness and realized it is surrounded by a puddle of grease. It could hear the furious buzzing of the timers blaring in its nonexistent eardrums. Looking past its fear, it could faintly hear a bloatious belt of “order up”. The synchronized sizzling that occurred next to it became irrelevant. It’s whole existence was coming down to this moment when it would face its destiny mouth on. It felt itself became cradled in a cheap paper wrapper. It’s wondered of the trees who deceased to make this cheap wrapper. It was then hastily tossed into yet another cheap paper bag. It was then handed off to a greasy pale beast. The vibrational zoom was outstanding. Suddenly all sound ceases. A grotesque appendage invaded its new territory and squeezed his abdomen, making its inner potato leak out slightly. This brought on yet another epiphany. It realizes that not only was it hastily given away, but hastily created. It’s whole existence boiling down to this moment. A dark cavern appears, and it is consumed with new sensations in the pitch black. It is on the precipitous of its mortal end. It’s world is taken out from beneath it.
               Falling
               Falling
               Falling
                               Down
               Into an unknown fate.
               This new world is bright and warm. It feels revitalized and comforted by its fellow companions.
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SilentKingdom's avatar
Wow, I actually felt for the Hash brown..nice job on your part