December 20th, 2012

"Die, Banana!"

My captor had me in a headlock, kindly notifying me that he would soon kill me.

He dug his sharp, sharp nails deep into my head, creating many long gashes. I could see the guts streaming from the unjuries, but what really frightened me was the fact that I was not feeling anything.

The captor picked at the deep cuts he had created, and, to my horror, began peeling off strips of my skin. The pain was so intense to the point that I was blinded by a fog of agony and all I could think was burn...burn. 

Soon I was nothing by soft, vulnerable flesh. My captor lifted me, now just a blob of bloodied pulp, towards his mouth.
He was to eat me!

I felt a last wave of excruciating pain as his incisors punctured my body.

My life flashed before me, from my childhood in a tree with my brothers and sisters  to the time I was locked in a dark box and emerged in a vast, bright box. I saw when I was placed in a pile of others of my kind. They became my friends, and I remembered my confusion when they were taken by those life my captor...

For a second I was still there, feeling oddly happy, despite the sight of my severed body being pulled farther and farther away....

The darkness washed over me.