I can see that my position has changed now. I am no longer with Mama, Carletta, Ducky, and that other one that everyone forgot about. Where could I be? I began to use my super powers to sense what was around the room. I could tell that there were 2 girls who were playing around in a kitchen. Pfft, how stupid were they. They’ll probably burn the house down by attempting anything
It took me moments to realize what they planned to do with me. The farmers who had raised Mama placed me as a un-functional egg and placed me with more rejects so we could be used for cooking and/or baking.
In moments, I would become a deliciously baked brownie. That couldn’t be so bad.
Moments passed, and I saw that something was wrong. The nasty and grubby hand little humans were going to crack my egg shell open. Ohhh the pain I would feel, being released from my shell.
Finally, I could see the light of day. Everything was perfect and better than I imagined. So bright, this was the moment I was waiting for. Then all of a sudden, it was ruined. I was being whisked around. The pain I went through was unbearable. Finally the agony was over, and I was layed out in a pan. Ahhh, I was one with the mix.
The oven was coming closer.
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Panchito
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