Diet m. coke
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Well I was a brand new coke sitting in a gas station. Shell gas station to be exact. But I’m not here to be exact; I’m here to tell you about the day that man that I’d never met before left me to die on the highway. Back to my story. A very classy business man strolled by carrying a bulging leather briefcase. He swung open the refrigerator door and grabbed me. He stuffed me in his briefcase and without paying, got in his car and we sped away. I shuffled around, trying to get out. He unlatched the buckles on the briefcase and yanked me out, denting my side. Then without a warning he popped my tab open and poured me into his mouth. When he was finished, he crunched me up and chucked me out of his car window. I drifted down a
seemingly never ending road turning charcoal while being ran over and over and over for a LONG time. Finally I slammed into a stop light and lived in a sewer until today. I’ve abandoned my sewer to approach you with my story. It kills me to tell it and to this day I still shutter when I ponder about it but luckily it’s over now and I am ok.
By: Lauren Harris