The Pinecone

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Prompt: Choose an object near you and describe its story. Is it old or new? What has it seen and if it had a mouth, what could it tell?

My living thing is the pinecone. It was high on the tree, and then the wind blew it down. So now I sit here waiting for someone or something to move me again. I don’t have a mouth, so I can’t say anything or make a sound. If I had a mouth, it would probably say, “Hey, I’m here, and I’m amazing. Just watch me and discover the mysteries of me. I am a pinecone.”

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