Be a Grape

H was asked to Be a Grape who became a raisin today, and tell her readers how it feels to shrink, shrivel, and become wrinkled.

When I was just hanging out on my vine… they took me and put me in the sun! I was helpless, I couldn't move. My juices were flowing out of me, I was slowly dying, scared and alone. I was  becoming old just sitting there. Then, they ate me alive! But the good thing was that I saw my great grandpa Gator. He said we were in YUM-YUM BELLY HEAVEN!

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