After school ended, I went to the vending machines to buy a soda. Hmm, Diet, Low Caffeine, Sugar Free. Blah. As I stepped back to examine all my choices, I bumped into a small hunched person. An emerald shaded cloak covered most of their body with only a few grey hairs sticking out of a velvety purple hat.
It was unidentifiable as a man nor woman.
"Sorry, I was just deciding what to get."
"Hmm, this one."
It tapped the button on a drink that I didn't read. The can came down into the pickup basket.
"Hey, I didn't want this?!"
"Yes you did" I turned around and it was gone.
It was a black can that read 'Yummy Soda!' It was so sketchy, it made me sick by looking at it.
"What flavor is this?" I thought to myself.
I turned the can. That's odd, no nutrient facts. The flavor name was 'yummy flavor'. Isn't it illegal to sell something like this? I looked in the vending machine to see if there was more descriptions. I couldn't find a soda like it in the machine. I had already spent $2.50 on the soda and I didn't plan on wasting it. I decided to take a sip, couldn't hurt. Right?
The soda tasted similar to that of grape Fanta. I'm not going to drink this. I walked over to the trash can and disposed of it. I then started walking to the park once again.
As I walked along the sidewalk, my steps began to become more sloppy and uneven. My stability was worsening and I was shaky. The last thing I remember is my knees hitting the gravel.
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Humanity's Weapon
Teen FictionA young girl joins a school far away from her normal life. No one knows her past except her. This story includes likeable characters, a mysterious villain, and an empowering plot that will have you on the edge of your seat during the fight scenes.
