I'm a Double Chocolate heart attack. That's why everyone loves me.
When the blazing heat first birth me, I knew I was special.
But when I was finally tasked to show off my good looks on display, I watched as my brothers and Sisters got chosen.
But once this curly, brown girl walked in talking to herself, I knew not even she can turn me down. Not to tot my own horn but everyone loves me and it's hard to not pick me.
I watched hoping she would pick me. She looks upset then another girl says something to her causing her to set her eyes on me.
It was love at first sight! She looked happy to have me but I spoke too soon she stuffed me in a bag!
Like some fast food!
Last I checked, I take time and skill. Meaning I'm not some 'leave for later' type of food. I need to be enjoyed and that means NOW!
I begin tossing and turning, shaking the bag. Notice me!
Still no response. This can't be my life, rotting away in a bag, in a dark place. My beauty is not being enjoyed but being wasted.
How dare she ignore me! I shake one more time before tiring myself out.
I then start crying.
My beauty, my delicious curves, all for WHAT! A bag?
The bag starts moving but it isn't me who is causing it.
A bright light emerges from above, finally, it's my time.
Laying down still, waiting for the giving hand to take me away.
The hand appears through the light and grabs a hold of me. Thank the bakery, I am finally being chosen.
Once I go through the bright light, I see the curly hair girl with the other girl who was with her in a different location.
But that doesn't matter all I need is to serve my purpose.
Grasp in her hand she moves me to her lips, the excitement of being eaten starts making me happy. Closing my eyes as she takes the first bite.
"AGH" I scream, this isn't heaven! More like hell!
It hurts, she takes another bite.
"Not again!"
No one to hear my cries as a scream in agony.
With one last piece of my body, I beg to be finished the horror is just too much for me to bear any further. But she puts me down to flip a page but doesn't pick me back up.
Is this a sign from the great'o bakery giving me a second chance at life?
Maybe I could tour Paris I heard from one of the customers it's the place of love and creativity. Maybe I could show off my...
"Man, Becca you should have gotten a double chocolate muffin, it's good!" Ginger says, licking her lips.