story time >>
so one time in 6th grade my school made us write abt being a grape (the fruit) and i made mine so dramatic so i made the grape witness their friend getting dropped and dying in front of them and my friend wrote abt the grape losing their sibling
i still have the story
> My life as a Grape
Hello, I am Grayson Grapes and I am a vine of grapes, this is my story. Me and my two friends grew up in China. I don’t know much about my parents as they got picked before me, but my friends, Alice and Josh helped me through the dark times and we three bonded and supported each other. After a calming and cozy night, we heard the stomping noises from the customers. They made their way through the fruit stall. There was a little kid, who looks like he’s 7 years old, wanted to eat some. So, his mother picked Alice. And gave it to the 7 year old boy. Me and Josh were super happy for Alice but we were also sad as well. Until.. the boy dropped the grape box and Alice was.. murdered!! Me and Josh were both traumatized of the sight until a woman picked both of us up which made us forget about the tragedy that happened to Alice. After the woman went back to her house, me and Josh overheard her mumbling about making a fruit salad with grapes, blueberries, kiwis and pineapples.