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       I opened my eyes slightly and yawned.  I stretched my limbs and sat up, very tired.  I then looked around me.  All I saw was the color orange!  I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes, I must be losing it! I thought.  But no matter how many times I blinked or closed and re-opened my eyes, the orange color still surrounding me!

 

       I jumped up and walked around.  I put my hand on the walls, my skin felt something squishy!  With a horrible feeling, I realized that I was inside an orange!  How did I get into a fruit?  Ok, ok, I said to myself. It's just a bad dream, don't panic, just lie down and go back to sleep, then you'll wake up and find yourself in your own bed room.  I tried going to sleep, but to my horror, I found that I couldn't.

 

Just then, I heard a munching noise.  I quickly jumped to my feet and looked around.  Munch, munch, much; that's all I could hear.  I backed up to one wall, and screamed, for I felt something slimy!

“Sorry Miss,” said a green worm, poking his head out of the wall, or skin, of the orange. “I thought no one was in here.”

“Well there is,” I said, a little disgusted that a worm, the size of me, was wiggling his little face though an orange.

“Okay, don't be so grumpy” he said and after squirming through the hole, turned around and went head first out of the skin.

Great I thought as I flopped down on a soft orange juice pack.  He could have helped me get out, but I made him leave. 

I then walked over to the hole to examine its size.  I hopelessly apprehended that the hole was way too small for me to squeeze through, and hardly knowing what I was doing called out through the gap, “Mr. Worm, hello, are you there?”

“What?” came a voice nearby, “Now what's wrong?”

“Is it possible that you could make this small hole larger?” I called

“Ugh,” came the voice.  A worm that I had never seen before became visible through the little opening, but this creature was just as enormous as the last.  “What?” he said snobbishly.  And after a long pause he continued, “Well, I might be able to help you if you forfeit this orange to me, because I would like to eat it.”

“Sure” I said, “now, can you make this hole a little larger?”

The worm rolled his large eyes and started munching another hole next to the original so that one side of the new hole was made up of the original.

 

A few minutes later, which seemed like hours, the worm was done and then said, “There!  You know, you're not the first, oh, whatever you are, to get stuck in here.  You are the 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...  You're the eighth one to get trapped.  And every time this happens, the other worms say, you go do it.  And when I ask why they all say it's because I'm the youngest. Ugh. It's not fair.  That other worm you saw was my oldest brother, and he's the worst, always bossing me around!”  And obviously in a bad humor he stormed away.

 

Now the hole was plenty big, and I climbed through. But before I got half-way through, I heard a voice...

“Stop!  Stop crawling through the blankets!” My sister screamed with a bad temper, “You're kicking me!”

I sat up and realized that it was all a dream!

 

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