A plastic bags life New born The moment I was born I felt life was tough and I needed to fight for better one by myself. In the noise, huge and smelly plant, my fellows and I were squeezed together by a machine. Our fate were determined when we were coloured with red, which the guy on my back told me. Why he knew it I did not know. He told me he wished he could have been pure, because in that case he would be with food in the future. That is the best choice. Of course, we had no choice. First jouney Three days later, we were transported to a warehouse, then put on the lowest layer of a shelf. In the first day, I felt dizzy and uncomfortable due to long-distant trip in a tight and back truck compartment. I heard the noise, mixture with music, footstep and humans talking. The guys under my back and on my body were so exciting and they are screaming, whistling and talking. I said nothing. I fed up with noise and squeezing which were with me since I was born. I just wanted to be quiet and alone.The second day was as same as the last day. Some of guys were taken off, and I could peep at customers shoes when they were near the shelf. First love At the third day, I was picked up by some one and then put back to the layer. So, I could see what was around me. Beside me, there were mops and steel tubs. I did not like them. They were so high and looked arrogant and rude. When I was meditating I was held by an old lady. Her fingers were so stiff which made me feel uncomfortable. I was looking around while murmuring. Suddenly, I saw her. She was lying on the upper layer of the opposite shelf. She was so pure and tender. She was almost wrapped with colourful clothing. I could just saw her head. I heard a sound bing in my heart and it seemed I woke up from the last several days state of half sleep. I felt so fresh and energetic. The lady touched me with her fingers , which makes feel good. She put me into the cart and then pushed it forward. I became more and more anxious and agitating as I was getting further and further away from her. I shouted to the lady and told her to put me back where I was. But she pretended not heard me. I felt so angry, but I could do nothing. I was so helpless. I squatted on the corner of the cart, deep in sadness. I just felt there was some hope for my life, but one second later it was gone, forever. When I was sobbing, a crisp voice behind me Hi, buddy, Whats happened. I turned my head. I was her. I was her. She was just in front of me. She was so bright and sweet. I was so surprising that I could hardly spoke. My mouth was opened and my face was blush (She could not notice that because I was red). When I realized what it meat. I was so exciting and ecstatic that I cried out and jumped. She stepped back and was confused. I knew I behaved so stupidly and weirdly. I adjusted myself and introduced me to her. Along the road, we talked about our life and journey. We laughed at all the trouble and suffering we have experienced. We talked about the trees, flowers and dustbins aside the road. We were laughing and singing. We were so happy that we even did not notice that we were already in the kitchen. I was put in a basket on the ground near a corner. She was placed in the refrigerator beside me. I could not see her. But I felt satisfied. At least we were in the same room. We were together. The first night was so long. I was eager to see her and talk to her. The second day morning I saw her when the lady opened the fridge. She was still sleeping and there was a few frosts on her hair, which made her more beautiful. I was so crazy about her that my eyes never moved away from fridge since this morning. Purgatory One morning, I was drawn from the roll and covered on a trash can in the balcony of the kitchen . The lady threw a piece of tissue inside me after sneezing with it. I felt disgusting and almost vomiting. I did not expect that. Actually, before that day I had never thought about what I was used by her. I felt humiliating and angry. I tried to get rid of the can and clean myself. The can shouted to me “ don’t be foolish. Look at the wrap paper in the basket”. I looked at it in which I had been in. There were two words “garbage bags”. My heart sank. I did not understand what it meant exactly, but I knew it was not a good thing. In the next days, I have been poured out with leftovers, fruit peers and used tissues. Even once, the lady dumped a little hot oil directly into me after frying two eggs. My right leg was burned and there was a hole in my thigh. The pain lasted a whole day. At night, the lady opened up fridge and picked up her. I felt better when I saw her. She did not know what happened to me. She searched worriedly something and then she caught sight of the basket and smiled. She was lying on the desk and looking at the corner. I called her but she did not hear because I was a little far away her. I knew I was not what I was and I was not sure whether she could recognize me even she saw me. The lady came in again with a knife and cut up my sweet’s colourful clothing. I closed my eyes, and heard she cried out “ What are you doing”, then a grieved screaming. I was scared. I opened up my eyes. I saw a part of her body was being split by the lady, one sheet, two sheets and more. The body of my sweet was distorted and her face was extremely painful. I felt my heart anguishing. My tears ran out. I roared and cursed the lady. I was so agitated that I almost half fainted. At the midnight, I sobered up. The kitchen was dark. I could see nothing. I called her, but no reply. I felt there was something wrong. It seemed that my head was tightened. I kept call her, hoping she could say something. I was so worried about her. Finally, mu throat was hurting due to repeatedly shouting. I did not know when I fell asleep I was too tired. Wandering I was woken up by a sudden bump. I opened up my eyes. I was moving quickly in a kind of vehicle. I could hardly breathe and see anything. I felt squeezing and bad smell again. I was panic. Was I returned back to the factory? Was she also with me together? I called her. But angry voice around me shouted and asked me to shut up. I ignored them and kept calling. They pushed, pulled and beat me to silence me. After near an hour, the moving stopped. We were lifted and then sloped out. The sun was so shining. I could see nothing when I was dumped out. A few minutes later, I could guess where I was. I was in the bottom of a garbage mountain. When the truck was gone, I looked around and searched her, but found nothing. My heart stabbed. I could not accepted that I lost her. I did not know what on earth happened on her at that night. How the lady finally treated her? Was she still alive? I was so tortured. After a while, I heard a sound of crackle. My heart was broken. I was totally broken. The leftover inside me was scattered. A fleet of flyers flied towards me suddenly and were gulping them. I let them do it. I did not care. The only thing I wanted was to die. I wanted to die. Life was no meaning for me. I wanted my pain and my humiliated fate could be gone over with my smell body. Death I had been lying on the garbage mountain for months. The whole mountain was disserted. Nobody came except the trucks, flyers, birds and wild dogs. I was torn and tattered. I was waiting for death. Every day was painful for me. Every day was a torture for me. I was torn by dogs, pecked by birds and shitted by flyers. One night I was picked up by a big bird. It carried me to the sky, then dropped me into the ocean. I was floating on the sea. A group of fish chased me and ate me. I felt no pain. I let them do. I did not care. My life was over when I lost her. Decades later, I fell on the ground of the ocean. I saw many fish died. There was nothing left after their death, but only the piece of my body. They ate me in order to live, but they died. I let them ate me in order to die, but I still live. What a strange world. Hundreds years passed, I have been lying there quietly. Every day, I am preying “God, let me die”. God, let me die, please, or do not create me.
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 00:09:24 +0000