Raisins

One day, a little baby grape began it's promising life on the vine. This adorable little grapelet was named Shelly, and she was very excited to grow up and be a successful grape. Unfortunately, Shelly didn't really know what being a grape was like. When she found out what usually happens to most grapes, she became scarred and traumatized for the rest of her torturous, painful life.





Shelly's the little green thing.

Shelly had some very good friends and family that grew near her on the vine. They loved to talk about the most recent gossip that had come down the grapevine, because despite being completely immobile, grapes tend to lead fairly eventful lives. One day, while one of Shelly's relatives was sharing a hilarious anecdote with the rest of the grape bunch, a very large creature came. This creature proceeded to rip all of Shelly's friends and family off of the vine, where it then proceeded to unceremoniously dump them into a basket with hundreds of other grapes. Shelly watched in horror as her loved ones were taken away, and heard their agonized cries as they lamented the severing of their stems. After the creature had made it's rounds, ripping grapes from their homes and causing a fair amount of chaos, it then poured the contents of it's bucket into a massive container of sorts. The creature climbed into the massive container, and Shelly listened in petrified horror as all her loved ones were trampled to a quick, juicy death.





OH GOD NOOOOOOOOO *splat*



Suddenly, before Shelly could react (any reaction would've been futile, what with her being a stationary grape and all), Shelly felt herself being crushed. She screamed as she felt herself ripped from her stem and dumped into a basket. Shelly eventually went into shock and passed out from the pain.

When Shelly awoke, she found herself in a strange place. All around her were the groans and pathetic whimpers of dying grapes. Shelly quickly noticed that she was feeling quite hot, and discovered to her dismay that she was laying directly within a ray of sunlight that was peeking through the strange structure she was in. Unable to move, Shelly eventually produced a blood-curdling scream as the sun slowly dried the life from her broken, dying little body. She remained like this for 40 days.




Pic unrelated. Also adorable.

 Because God hated her, Shelly was the only grape to survive this drying process. She was soon shipped off to an undisclosed location, where she was crammed into a tiny little box with a bunch of other grapes. Shelly had just enough life in her to wish that she were dead, as she spent the next few weeks stuck in a tiny container surrounded by shriveled little grape corpses. Soon, her particular box of dead grapes was purchased by a young child. This child managed to eat every single dead grape except Shelly, whom the child had unknowingly dropped while grasping around the box for more food. Shelly soon died in a small puddle off the side of a road. She died scared and alone.



Yay!