Avocado was sad. It was on a plane. Someone was going to eat him! How was he going to escape? Why would someone want to eat an avocado on a plane anyways? The plane seats began to shake. They were going through turbulence. The avocado dropped to the ground. It rolled around. It dodged hundreds of feet and bags.

To be continued

ArianaRose

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.