Once upon a shelf in the store, a goldfish was in a bag. He liked the warm bag, with his brothers. Then one day, the bag was picked up and bought. The goldfish was on a warm counter, in a warm bag. He was happy. Then the goldfish saw a crack of light in the bag. The bag was tipped over and he plopped in warm stew. He liked it at first, but as his body softened he hated it. The goldfish, along with his friends, were smacked by a spoon, being held by a baby. The goldfish saw an adult pick up the spoon, and scoop his friends up, and place the spoon in the babys mouth. The poor goldfish was the last to go, as he was squished by gums, and swallowed.
