Mr. Cucumber

June 5, 1999
Today was a rough day. My baby brother was eaten. He was only one gram at 2 centimeters tall. And 2 cucumber months old. Here's the story, we were having a wonderful day at the park (Which in the weird human being world is an egg carton.) But then my baby brother Joe got inside an egg, and then the carton opened, and a humongous hand reached in and grabbed the egg that Joe was in. Then we heard a soft cry and the heard the frying pan, the shrieking sound stopped and that's the last we heard from my now dead baby brother Joe.

June 8, 1999
Now I have none brothers and non sistas. Later we are going to visit the grocery store (in human world it is the trash can.), I will let you know how it goes! We saw the eggshell that Joe was in. It had a little green gooey stuff on it. We took a piece of the green part for memories of him. We keep it in a glass cage (A clear ring case.). We miss him so much.

June 10, 1999
Today we are going to have a funeral for Joe. We are going to have it in the park (egg cart) where he got taken away. We are about to go to it so I got to go.

June 11, 1999
The funeral was sad. But the president Mr. Lumper was there. Well, I got to go to bed, so bye. Peace out!

Submitted by Lane, 6-T