Blueberry

I walk alone through the highland forest with beautiful Coast Redwood surrounding me. As I walked I came across a patch of wild blueberries “Oh thank god,” I thought. On the brink of starvation, I ran up to the bush and started shoveling them by handfuls into my mouth, I cleaned off the entire bush in 10 minutes. I was about to start walking away I noticed one tiny little blueberry hanging in the front of the bush, “Huh I thought I cleared the entire bush might as well” I thought as I popped it into my mouth, closed my eyes enjoying the last taste of the sweet juicy blueberry, when I opened my eyes it was like everything around me grew tenfold, but all I know is that I was surrounded by huge leaves and human-sized ants making their way towards me. As the giant ants wandered toward me, their intentions unclear, I felt a strange numbness creeping through me. The sweet taste of the blueberry turned bitter, and my surroundings blurred into darkness. The forest’s charm, once inviting, now became the blanket that concealed my final moments. The world faded away, leaving only the echo of the wilderness.