The Children... They're Hunting Us
We are eggs. Plastic eggs, full of jelly beans and chocolates. And we’ve done nothing wrong! But now we lie in hiding—waiting, trembling, praying that the children who now hunt us eventually give up their search.
The candies inside of us are all we have; they are all we are. And when those blood-thirsty children find us, they will split us all in two and…
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