A thunderstorm hitting hard the city of New York and the most religious people believing that they have never been so close to the end of the world. But for Mr. Johnson, a Scientist, the thunderstorm is just air dissipating on the atmosphere. Noise day in the city. A quiet day in the laboratory. Mrs. Johnson is working on his new project to find the liquid of immortality. A sign of despair from someone who does not believe in God. This time, he heard a noise that did not come from the sky but brought affliction; It was his stomach. Then, Mr. Johnson decided to go to the kitchen and get something to eat. All that he found was a box of donuts. He grabbed four and returned to his work. Silly Mrs. Johnson. While working on his project, he accidentally dropped the liquid of immortality on his food. Afraid that donuts might be poisoned, the scientist decided to put it on trash.
Donuts on trash. The begging of a new life. Who would believe that a black trash bag would be the perfect womb for donuts? The sugar mixed with the liquid, and like the breath of life in humans, the donut becomes alive.
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Donald, The Donut.
General FictionA scientist was eating and working at the same time. Accidentally, he dropped the liquid of life into one of the donuts. The donut gained life and managed to escape from the laboratory. Over time, he was amazed by the diversity in the world. However...
