The Unauthorized Biography of a Fruit Fly
This story was inspired by a smear of green I cleaned off my wall.
All life has a beginning.
The fruit fly has a rapid life cycle. He lives, he craps, he dies.
This is the story of Chester.
Chester had a very fortunate beginning. If he were Human it would be quite ill-fated, but, being a fruit fly…he was very lucky.
Chester was an egg at first, and he was an egg inside of a dumpster on a busy city street. (The dumpster was outside of a Long John Silver’s restaurant, but that has nothing to do with this story)
Infancy of a fly
Chester quickly changed from egg to larva inside of this fortifying trash bin and was very healthy. He had many other larvas around him, and all were growing and maturing nicely…when several got taken away.
Thoughtless travel
Chester wasn’t attached to the outside of the metal bin, so he got picked up and put inside of the garbage truck…where his adventure truly begins.
??a toddler fly…maybe
Chester morphed into his next stage of life….he was inside of a cocoon during this fateful trip. Unbeknownst to him, his Hefty bag fell of the truck,
A stray dog chewed into his bag,
And he was reattached onto matted, bloody hair on the back of a dog,
Ran through a suburban neighborhood (on the back of the dog)
And eventually scratched off, and thrown…….
The fly as a teenager….
Lucky Chester landed just as he was becoming a young fruit fly, took wing and flew. He flew into a garage door, up some steps and found a table to swarm around and feed off of. (Didn’t I tell you he was a lucky fly?)
At the table there were 3 kids eating breakfast.
They were eating waffles and syrup, which Chester found the sweet syrup sticky and delicious.
He found dirty diapers in a trash can, very delicious indeed, and he realized he was growing into an adult fly very quickly.
The anxieties of being an adult fruit fly
Te heavy breakfast and lunch were making Chester feel fat and lazy.
Seeing a bright light shining trough a window, Chester flew over to inspect the view, and maybe take a little break.
RIP Chester
That is when it happened…He was squished with a newspaper.
And that was Chester’s unfortunate ending…I cleaned his remains off my wall.
-Donna
2006-08-08
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