A DAY WITH A MEATBALL

My life started when I finally arrived to the world in a muscle of a leg. One rainy day, I went to a strange place and in an instant, I was separated from my body. A day passed after I was separated from my bone and put me in a strange machine that made me chop.
Three days in a truck, I felt smashed in a tray with film paper. Hours after, the truck stopped and I finally rested up in a fridge in one of the most popular supermarkets in the city. That was what I heard. A girl bought me and I ended up with tomato soup in a plate of pasta with cheese.

Sigma Boyo

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