"Hey, Bob" I heard one of my pickle friends, Lary whisper "Look, I think this is the day that one of us is getting our heads bitten off!". When I heard that my eyes sprung open in about a quarter of a second. "WHAT!" I cried so loud the whole world could hear. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was not the familiar back of another pickle, but the top of the pickle jar with no other pickle in the jar except Lary. Cool! So that's what the top of the pickle jar looks like! "We've got to get out of here!" I screamed. "I have a plan!" said Lary "We can.......Ummm......We can...". "You don't have a plan, do you, Lary". "Ummmmm......no" Lary said quietly.
Suddenly, the fridge door flung open and a hand grabbed the pickle jar! The lid came off and a hand reached in................................"Ahhhhhhhhhh" Lary screamed very loudly. The hand continued to reach in and then suddenly..............out of nowhere........ one of the other pickles from the pickle jar came charging at the side of the jar (I didn't know pickles could run) and knocked it over! Lary and I came flying out of it and landed on the counter beside all of the other pickles that must of escaped last night.
I opened my eyes and it looked like we were somewhere very far away from the fridge where I used to live. Just then I remembered what I wished would happen to me someday. Today was the day that it happened to me. this was the best day of my life.
That night I slept beside the pickle that saved my life. "Billy" I said "Yesterday.....did you... did you hear me when I said that someday I wanted to escape somewhere where something exciting would happen to me?" "You know what, Bob..............No" answered Billy and then 2 seconds after that he was fast asleep.
The next morning Billy, instead of saying Bob get up, jumped on me to wake me up. "We have a long way to walk today" said Billy. We walked, and walked, and walked for what seemed to be 2 hours. When we sat down to have a break I looked behind us to see how far we had gone and to my disappointment we had only walked about a meter from the bush where we had slept last night. Apparently pickles are very slow at walking. After our break we walked for about another 2 hours and went about meter further. After we had walked for a little bit, Billy stopped us and said "We have to find some way to go a little bit faster because we will never get to where we are going at this pace!" "Where are we going?" asked Lary. " "you'll see" said Billy. We kept walking until it got dark and it seemed like it was the middle of the night. We stopped again to sleep and then in the morning we woke up and started walking again.
After a long time of walking Billy stopped us and said we're here". We walked through a big door and looked around. "Isn't this where we started?" said Bob. "Nope" said Billy "it's one of my friends house" We followed Billy to the fridge and the door swung open. "Hi" said one of the pickles "come on in!". We all jumped into the fridge and then in the pickle jar. "The people who live here never eat the pickles" explained Billy "So that's why I decided to come here!".
After that we all had a happy life living in the pickle jar not ever worrying about being eaten and I'm glad my life ended this way instead of being eaten and I am also glad that something interesting happened in my life just like I always wanted something to.
THE END
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