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Pizza

Tom Mato was a very happy kid, his skin was red and eating too many nutrients left him round and ripe. He always woke up to the sweet smell of pizza or garlic bread. He wanted to feel this smell all the time, little tomato wished to be one day close to his newfound love. It was a nice life, waking up every day with the sound of the oven and the Italian smell filling the room.

However, our tiny friend wondered why his neighbors were leaving the town each day his love passed by. Didn’t worry about it at the beginning, he was soon left with one last friend in his little department. Decided to discover where his friends were going, he woke up before his usual time and watched his friend Thomas leave slowly, unknowing of what the future would hold, he struggled to get away from the cruel hand of god but his strongest movements were completely unnoticeable by this higher being. The red creature was placed in a wooden table, already stained with blood from previous slaughters. Thomas felt the sharp edge of a knife in his feet and suddenly, he lost them. Couldn’t even feel pain from the wound, thanks to the high quality of Japanese knives. “That wasn’t so bad” he thought, while gradually turning into pieces, “this isn’t that bad of an ending” he was trying to convince himself. He tried to fall asleep so it could happen quickly, but just before that, he stopped thinking, he lost conscience.

His body was mixed with different creatures like onion and garlic, spread into a circular bed of flour flesh. His remainings were covered with high quality cheese and pepperoni. God must be special with his victims.

His Tom mate was filled with horror while realizing that the sweet scent he fell in love with was actually the smell of blood and flesh slowly being burned at 180°C for 45 minutes in a heating chamber. God looked like such an evil figure, probably worse than Spinachitler; not just burning his peers (pears) but eating them too. Tom was left alone wondering what he could do to save his life to no avail, everyone else must have tried too, he wasn’t the smartest or the strongest of his friends, he felt like the only thing he achieved was to be the luckiest. But this luck couldn’t last forever, and his last day was here, there was nothing he could do. He enjoyed his last moments in the drawer and fell profoundly asleep, with he knowledge that it would be a painless death if he was still asleep.

Goodnight, Tom Mato.

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