It was a nice summer day here in the field and a nice little tomato was born......That to mark had a family.
He was a shiny tomato and was so bright and soft they grew for a couple days and he grew up. Soon after a few weeks he was......PICKED.
It was not happy at all it was scary being ripped off the tree with your stem it hurt but he was watered and happy. They were on a long journey to the market being priced for sale.
He was put with a ton of others that did not speak and were weird? Of course he was under the pile in the back but got pick by a child. Yay he got picked to be eaten but not, it was terrible to see his mom be turned into a salad.
If he was human he would have loved it but he was terrified by the fact it was his MOM!?! After about 2 months I did not get picked and I was......
MOLDING!?! I could not believe it I was mad I was wasted by those humans I will get revenge. I did not I was thrown to the chickens.... goodbye life I'm in a chicken now!
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The tomatoes story
FantasyIDK I was bored so I wrote my perspective of a tomato....