Day 2: The Factory

I have finally woken up from that dreadful long fall. I have been chopped up into 20 different pieces and thrown in the back of a dump truck. I am scared. I do not know what to even think at this point. What are they going to do with me? So many thoughts are running through my mind. The truck finally stops. The men come to the back doors and open them. I tumbled out of the back of the truck onto my head in multiple different pieces. The men put my remains in a barrel where i am then pushed to a very abruptly loud machine.  The men take me out of the barrel piece by piece and chuck my wooden body into the machine where i am chipped into small fine pieces. I scream in agony and pain! My body is being torn like meat through a meat grinder. I can not help myself. I am weak. All i can do is lie here motionless. My wood chips are put into pulp digesters where I am broken down by steam and chemicals and turned into gloppy cellulose fibers.