A story of three eggers

Another made up story using Unsplash images — day 4 of free flow writing but with images

We are three eggers in a nest. Oldest, middle, and youngest.

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The oldest ends up in frying pan for breakfast. It is voluntary offering itself to protect its family.

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Now there are two of us left. We are getting closer to each other. We tell story and share memory about our oldest egger.

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The middle is a curious egg. It likes to explore the surrounding but in careless way. It challenges itself to sit at the edge of a cliff.

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Unfortunately, it slips. It is performing a free fall motion. Gravity pulls it down to the floor. It collides the floor and cracks.

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I am the last one in the nest, the youngest. I try to survive to become the full creature.

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It is safer to just stay quiet and calm to avoid unessary caualties. Back to nest is the best idea. I feel very lonely, though.

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After a while, I have organ to break the shell. I try to out tob the world.

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The countdown ends today. Goodbye eggshell. Thank you for your service.

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Finally, I am out and ready to explore the world as chicken and not as egg.

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I see another chicken waiting for its egger to hatch. It would be happier if three of us are here now, wouldn’t it?

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That’s all. It is the story about us, three eggers. I am the only survivor, who is able to tell the story.

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I am dreaming to have five eggrens and hope that they can survive to be chicken.

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They can make a gang of eggren in the block and do something useful for the environment.