Yesterday, whilst walking through the field behind my house, looking for bittersweet, I stumbled upon an old apple tree. It was dead and fruitless, but on the ground were tons of massive, solid black apples. The apples were the most swarthy black and glistening. Immediately, I wondered if I had finally stepped into Narnia. I reached down to pick one up, but alas, it crumbled apart, being rotten to the core...and smelly!
It was a pretty surreal moment at first, and I'd love to see what a fool I looked like standing for a good five minutes just staring at the apples and gasping.
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2 comments:
thats great (justin)
ur so cool hold on is justin alive
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