If I were a fruit, I would be...depressed. Okay, I know we're supposed to fill in the name of the fruit, but I'll get to that later. Fruits can't talk, they can't walk, they can't do ANYTHING except be eaten, and you've got to admit, awating your doom while sitting on a shelf in a dirty supermarket is kinda depressing.
Back to the point, if I was a fruit, I would be a cherry. Cherries are my favourite fruit and I like their deep red colour. Sitting in a box despite being in a dirty supermarket isn't as depressing. And not all supermarkets are dirty. The other choice would be the green apple. I like it's sour taste, so I can imagine I'll probably be extra mean and walk (that means only if fruits walk when we're not around, like the toys in Toy Story) with a swagger.
It wouldn't be very exciting being a fruit...or would it? So when we get eaten by a person, and chomped to bits, where to our eyes go? The first, second, third, fourth or the millionth piece? Hmm...that would be interesting to know about...
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Hi Moonwalker,your write up is interesting and thought provoking,it got me wondering why animals strugle during slaughter.They realy do not want to die do they? Have you ever been bullied? How did you react? I will love to read your write up on it.
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