The avocados partied till the break of dawn. Highly exhausted and searching for a way home. An avocado danced while another drank pepsi. Some avocados rested in bean bags.

A hand fell from the sky. Swooping in for an avocado. Some screamed. Some continued dancing. Some ran away, while a few greeted the hand with calm certainty.

An avocado was chosen.

Other hands tried to get the remaining avocados, but the avocados were ready. They sent in their vegetable reinforcements. The battle was swift but short. The avocados won. Yet this was difficult to say when the battlw field was full of half eaten vegetables…

Have an avocado
The end


I’m hoping to become a writer, playwright & novelist. I'm also considering becoming a Historian or librarian at this stage in life. I'm looking for opportunities in performance writing and publishing short stories in literary magazines. I study English and Creative Writing at university.