The world just came out of a blur. I tried to look around but i couldn't. There was always a strange force that pulls me up when I push down. When I looked up I saw a long and thick piece of green string. As I looked down, I felt small and vulnerable to the open air as if I was about to fall. I saw slabs of extremely dense gravel Lined up down the endless road towards the sun. As I struggle to turn around I see small oval shaped spheres that were slowly turning red that were hanging on a thick green rope like me. I don't know who they are, but i felt a tingling sensation and connection towards them. Then I head a old country voice.
"Well darn! how in sam heck will I ever pay of the rent?! I hope these tomatoes grow faster because I need money faster than, well, fast!"
A Tomato. Is that what I am? the more I pondered, the more my eyelids fought against me, pushing me back into the void of the unknown.
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Life of a Tomato
AventuraIt all started in California. The Miners say they will have fortune. The Pilgrims say they will have freedom. But what does a Tomato say? Tomatos are unique. Some call it a Fruit, some a veggie, but no matter what you call a tomato, they will always...
