Saturday, June 02, 2007
the apple that never had its day
in the southern part of far far away land, there was this peculiar apple. Lets give this apple a name. It shall be called Simon. Simon was one of the poisoned apples that was to be given to snow white that fateful afternoon. How badly had Simon wanted to be the apple that was taken by snow white. How badly. Too bad for Simon, another apple in the basket was taken. A bite from the other apple that was also poisoned caused pretty snow white to fall in a slumber that only a kiss from a prince could wake her up. Simon wanted badly to end his life. He felt no meaning. the witch that manufactured the apples made the apples in such a way that only apples that were eaten or at least taken a bite from it would then be able to 'rot-in-peace'. Simon had an eternal life. the life that he never wanted. He felt no purpose as a poison apple. The castaway. The apple that wasn't meant to be. dust and dirt grew over the apple and soon after, the simon forgotten its name. the end.
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