Once there was a little corn kernel popping popping away. It had three minutes to catch up with the hundreds of kernels around him. What a frenzy it was! Baby kernel was a kind soul, and he’d let others take his turn again and again, until finally less than a few seconds were left. Baby kernel then was finally getting to pop, there we go, a little white blooming, but wait, no, why is it slowing down, why is it cooling down!
The baby kernel was half a creature. Have kernel, half popcorn. He couldn’t show his face he was so ashamed. Not even the human would eat him. He hid at the bottom of the bag, crying tears of butter. When the human threw the bag away, he was engulfed in darkness. Shifted, thrown away….