I wont bore you with the details of my birth, only that I was born in Taiwan. The overpopulation was horrible, and I had to get out. as soon as I could, I hoped a truck to the shipyard, and before I knew it, I was crammed into a tiny cargo hold with hundreds of other refuges. on our way to a new land, a land full of promise, hope. unfortunately it wasn't what I had always dreamed, as soon as we made land, it was straight into another truck. soon I was in a new town, with a new name, thousands of miles from my birthplace, looking for work. unfortunately the competition was cutthroat, I spend days and days, watching others chosen and taken for work. eventually, my day came. I was picked up, and taken to a nestquick chocolate milk jar, one scoop, then two, now is my moment to shine, I swirld it into a cup of milk, feeling more fulfilled then ever! but as soon as it started, it was over, I was placed near the edge of the table. for a second I thought of jumping, but before I could process it, I was judged- no- pushed off.
Falling was the most freeing experience I have ever felt in my short, meaningless life. I flutterd and flipped to the ground, and there I lay. a dog sniffed at me, and after that, life forgot about me. I was forgotten, it felt like years, although it was probably only days, that I was unnoticed... that is, until one day, perhaps by fate, a beautiful girl named Amanda... or was it haley? noticed me, and demanded my voice be heard- for I, am a spoon, on the floor...
