The Chronicles of a Soda Can

I woke up...surrounded by all sorts of assorted trash items. All I can feel is pain. I look down and I've been nearly crushed to death. All of a sudden the events that led up to this started coming back to me. Let me start over.

As far back as I can remember, I've been living with my family and friends on a farm. Anyway, I was jerked out of a sound sleep one night, to find that I was being carried toward some domicile. I began to scream but nobody came to assist me. I was thrown into the domicile, or van, as i heard one of "them" call it.

I'm unconcious now.

I awake to find myself on some flat surface. Then, this surface begins to move. I can hear some loud banging up ahead. I look over to see that I'm tied down with some sort of strap. I try to look up, but it's hard to move with the restraints on me. I still hear this loud banging...As i move closer to it, I can start to see the origin of this noise, it's some sort of giant hammer. I scream and pull at the restraints but it's to no avail, I can't move. 5 seconds to impact...I pull and pull but I can't move...2 seconds to impact...I scream and scream...1 second to impact...What sort of hellacious torture am I being subjected to.

I'm unconcious again.

I wake up, once again to find that I am restrainded. I can hear a noise, it's not like the other noise of the hammer. It's more of a grinding, and all of the grinding noises are followed by blood-curdling screams..."WHERE AM I?," I screamed, but there was no answer. As I got closer to the noise, I saw another piece of machinery. I saw that it was pulling other sheets of aluminum tight, then fashioning them into cylindrical shapes...1 second till lift-off...I'm pulled tight and turned into a cylindrical shape.

I'm unconcious now.

I awake in some sort of freezer type-place. I can feel some sort of liquid sloshing around inside of me. I can see out of the window in front of me. I could hear some sort of buzzing around me, then I was lifted then dropped, when I hit the bottom I felt a pain that made me wish for death, but he wouldn't come save me. I was lifted out into the air by one of "them", it cracked my top open and began devouring the liquids that were placed inside of me. After it was done devouring, it crushed me.

I'm unconcious again, this is really getting annoying.

I awoke in this garbage heap that i'm in now...Hey, one of "them" is coming, it's lifting me out..."No No No not again, I can't take anymore." He just threw me in another barrel, full of some other people that I recognize. I heard him yell something about "recycling" before he drops me into another box...Before I hit I saw that I was being thrown into some black box with arrows moving in a triangle on it...Is this the ride home?