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Danny W

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on March 31, 2014 at 9:14:44 am
 

The life of a Broken Plate

If I was a broken plate I would feel bad. I got thrown on the ground and I was shattered. It did not feel good it was like a nightmare that never ended and the only way that I could be in peace is if I was in pieces and that’s what had happened somebody was just not having a good day and I just got shattered. My life flashed before my eyes and to be honest it was kind of scary. Seriously if you were a plate like I am and you got smashed into like a million pieces how would you feel. You would probably feel terrible because somebody just decided one day that you weren’t good enough for them and then they tried to kill you. Now super glue is my best friend and it hardly holds me together. I will never be full again, I will be in pieces and no one will ever use me they will just throw me in the garbage and I will have nowhere else to go because I don’t have legs I’m a plate I don’t even have a brain but I guess that’s more reason to break me. 

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