• If I were a piece of cereal, I would be the piece of cereal that no one ate. The piece that’s really hard and you can’t chew it. I would not be eaten, therefore I would be rinsed down the drain. I would go on a long roller coaster-like ride, and eventually end up in the sewer. The sewer is dark, damp, and not very comfortable at all. There are rats, insects, feral cats and alligators in the water. They seem to be having a feast of chicken, fruit, old mucky, nasty, boots with different areas missing. They all see me and ask me to join them. They were very nice. Then we ate, and boy, the boot may look repulsive, but it was amazing. We then said our good-byes and I kept going down the sewer. Several days later, I saw light. I had reached the end, or so I thought… it was a big city full of animals. I’ll have you know that these were no ordinary animals. They were genetically mutated animals. They could not only walk the walk, but they could talk the talk. They were even nicer than the sewer animals. They had a huge statue of me in the middle of town. They worshiped me like a king. They feed me, carried me, bathed me (and that was a little creepy.) when I said I had to go they refused. They trapped me in a dungeon and wouldn’t let me out. All though, the sewer animals had given me a Emergency Signal Beacon with a distress signal on it. I pressed the button and in came my sewer friends. They helped me escape. I then went on down the sewer and was dumped into the ocean. I rode a dolphin back to the factory I came from. I rang the doorbell and Mr. T answered the door and let me in. I took a hot shower, shaved, and got a haircut. I then went to bed and was never put into a cereal box again.