Garbage Truck

• Noah Coates, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2014

I peered at her. It’s been five minutes now. She’s so beautiful, she’s soooooooo um… Beautiful. I just want to kiss her. I just want her to be in my stomach. The hot red skin. The beautiful yellow shiny coating. The fresh fluffy bun. Every seed is a blessing.
“Joe, get up” says the Hot Dog.
It repeats it several times, every time it seems to be getting louder and louder. Wait, that sounds like my mums voice. I awake into a New World. I’m being born again. I quickly dash for the window, chipping the wall on the way out. I jump out, I’m flying? I’m flying! Here comes gravity. I start to fall.
“Ahhhh”
A cloud catches me, Thank God! Wait no, I go straight through the cloud. I fall onto a trampoline and bounce back up and down into a garbage truck. A smelly, disgusting, revolting, sickening, terrifying, horrifying, Garbage Truck. I got to get out of here, I think. Ladders. I see Ladders. I try to find my way to the ladders. It’s a sea of chip packets, banana skins and worst of all VEGETABLES! I start to panic. What if I become Broccoli Boy or Super Carrot or more like Supper Carrot. My life gone in a blink of an eye. I can’t see, it’s too dark. I spot some carrots. Carrots make you see better in the dark right? I’m going to have to do the unthinkable and eat a stinky rotten carrot.
It’s probably filled with radiation. I don’t want to die my life has just started, literally. Something curdles inside of stomach, my tiny, little stomach. It starts to descend downwards. A puddle appears in front of me. It starts to soak into the ground like acid melting trees. “YUCK” I yelp.
I reach down to the carrot. All my blood rushed to my right arm. I’m shaking, as I move the carrot to my mouth. I can smell it; the horrible stench of a rotten carrot is overwhelming. I start nibbling it. I take a massive bite. It’s all gone. It wasn’t too bad actually. It was quite nice. I can see, I run to the grotty ladders. I climb them and jump out. I’m finally safe.
“JOE GET UP!” says my mum.