Heather P's atom blog
Monday, April 23, 2012
after the incident
I was laying on the ground, covered in sticky red liquid, when the sirens stopped and lights were flashing and two cars pulled up. A person picked me up with a glove on and put me inside a plastic bag. I was then taken inside the car and driven to a lab. In the lab, strange tests were done on me. First, someone swabbed the red liquid off of me and took that away. Then, a dust was put on me and taken off with tape. And then, I was put under a bright light and looked at by a lot of people. After all that, I was put in some kind of container. And I stayed in the container for a long time, until one day I was taken out by a man in a suit who brought me into a room filled with people, and presented me as "evidence." Then a man in a robe sitting above the rest of the people banged a gavel on a table, and said something about being guilty as charged. After that, I was taken back to the lab, where I stayed.
Becoming myself again
So, after we were all crushed and piled up, we were moved again! This time to a giant furnace that was burning hot, and we were all mixed up with sand, limestone and soda ash. We were all soon melted and poured into molds for bottles or jars. I was once again a long neck bottle to be filled with a drink. We were then moved into an oven that cooled us slowly to make us stronger. After we were all cooled off, we were packaged into boxes and shipped out to our destinations. I was sent with a box full of the same type of bottle as me, to a beer factory. I was filled with the alcoholic drink and sent to a bar, where I was stored in a refrigerator. One day, I was pulled out of the cool fridge by a hand, and I was passed to another hand. This person drank the beer out of me and walked outside to the alley by the bar. And then there was a lot of screaming and yelling and suddenly I was smashed up against the wall, shattered into pieces, but the hand still held my now razor sharp broken neck. I was then plunged into another person and dropped as sirens sounded. The person fell over and I fell to the ground.
In the plant
So after we were all sorted out into the boxes in the strange room, my box started moving! We were picked up and brought to a different room, and in this one there was a loud noise, the sound of...breaking glass! And the whirring of a giant machine!! the box was dumped out onto a moving belt and all the glass was sorted out into all the different colors. A pile of blue, a pile of green and a pile of yellowish color bottles, like me. Then we went through giant magnets, that took away metals and particles that were stuck among us. And then we were moved onto another belt, this time moving toward a giant crushing device! I screamed in terror as we hurtles toward the giant machine, and then everything was silent as I was crushed and broken into tiny pieces. The thousands of tiny pieces of broken glass that we were all now broken down to were sent through another room, this time with a lot of wind and some more magnets that took away more tiny fragments of metals that were scattered among us. Now, without all the paper and metals, we were just a big pile of broken glass.
Getting picked up
It was just a normal day for me, a lonely glass bottle, just sitting in the sand listening to the crashing waves on the beach where I washed ashore a few weeks ago. The beach is lovely, except for when the tides come ashore more and almost wash me away again! So, I was just sitting there minding my own business when out of no where, a hand came and plucked me out of the sand! I was put into a bag with a lot of other bottles made of glass, and some of plastic. I didn't know where we were going or why we were going there, but we just kept moving, and then got thrown into the back of a truck. It smelled weird, and I missed the nice peaceful beach. Eventually we arrived at this room with boxes, and we were sorted into the boxes. I was put in a box with a whole lot of other glass bottles, all different shapes and colors. I myself am a yellowish color bottle, with a long neck. There were clear bottles, green bottles, blue bottles and every one of them was made of glass, just like me!
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