The broken plate
Date: January 5, 2015. At 8:58 PM
This literally happened moments ago....
...Imagine...
You are a hungry young teen waiting to eat some food.... Your parents go first and get their food. Finally it is your turn.
Pork chops and rice.
You pull a nice piece of chop onto your round plate. ...Yum.... You pour a nice pile of rice onto your plate as well. ...Mmmm....
All you gotta do now is cut your meat, go join your family, and eat your food. Then, you will live happily ever after.
Does that happen?
No!
Not a yes.
A N. O.
NO!
While cutting your fine piece of meat, the plate suddenly decides to jump off of the counter and onto the floor below.
Smash
Crash
Bang
Within a moment in time: the plate, face towards the floor, was split in half. One of the halves was broken in multiple pieces and spread across the floor. The rice stood proudly, still in a little pile, like a rice pyramid. The pork, in peices on floor, looking as lonely as it could. The dog hovering behind, searching for a way to get past my mother and I so that he could vacuum up the food that had been spilt. The cat did the same.
And in my horrible time of need, I managed to crack a joke: I looked over at my mother, who had almost completed cleanin up the floor, and I said: "welp, the floor must have been hungry."
A little humour never hurt anyone... right?
The poor plate only survived I don't know how many years, before it finally held it's last plate of food....
R.I.P
...You will forever be in the landfill...
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