I've been here as long as I can remember. Darkness. On leftover chicken, a banana peel on top of me, so if I opened my mouth I'd eat it.

Wait, no. Something before that. A human talking.
Holding me? Yes.

What about before that?
I was in a dark box. Under ruffles.

I was there for a long time, but something tells me that's not what I was in the beginning.

Oh!! Oh oh oh!! I was Ember!!
And before that? A ...mmmm....
A match!

Okay, what was I before that?

Man. This is hard.
I was a lonely match for a while, you know.
Uhm.. I was

I was in a green place.
With other ... tall stick things.. I was.. I was a..

Uh


I was


TREE!!

That was forever ago. Centuries.

Trees have good memories, you know. I guess when you cut up a  tree, you cut up their memory.

I was a massive tree. They called me the Wishtree.

But that's a whole other story. I told that one on the paper they made. I heard it got published somewhere.

Now I'm a match; but a doll, too. My name is Ember.

Yeah. Ember.

My name is Ember.

I can't forget that.

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