I remember the first day I was created. I had just come out of an oven in a bakery before I was put in a bag on a shelf. I watched as giants passed me. One day, one of these giants picked me up. I was carried to the front of the store before being taken into a box-like thing that moved with other box-like things. I was then carried into a room filled with tables, chairs, posters, lights, and booths. I was taken out of my bag and placed down on something smooth but cold. The giant opened a refrigerator before walking back to me. The giant placed something cold on me before spreading it around. Then, the giant placed heavy cold foods on that spread before placing another bit of me on top. I was wrapped in plastic wrap before I was given to a small giant. I was taken to a table where the small giant opened up the plastic wrap and carried me to their mouth. Bite... I fell from the rest of me, making me a small portion of myself. I looked around to see a dust covered floor. After who knows how long I became cold and hard. I could not move at all. I just sat there. Cold, hard, getting dusty and forgotten. When the lights turned off, a little mouse scurried towards me. It sniffed me for what felt like ages before it took me into its mouth and swallowed me. I was no more.
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The crumb's tales
AdventureThese are stories by crumbs who have ended in either a good life, a sad life, a gross life, or a life I cannot explain here due to the fact I currently have no idea. Enjoy!