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The Prisoners
I was attending one of my usual Thursday night meetings with the other members, when we were told that we would be going to a camp on the weekend. When the day of the camping excursion arrived, we were loaded into a school bus and we were driven to an island somewhere in the ocean. We really weren't that far from shore.
Situated on the island was a huge forest with a massive mountain in the middle. As we got off the bus, we were led to a row of cabins at the base of the mountain, where there was a lush valley which grew multitudes of blueberries. As we admired the scene, the Commander of the group instructed us to each pick up a canvas bag and start picking the blue berries, which we did. For five straight days we were picking the blueberries in the valley, not once getting a chance to rest. But still, the Commander said to keep on picking the blueberries until they were all gone. Finally, my friends and I had enough. When the Commander or his minions weren't looking, we dropped our bags on the ground and took off for the surrounding waters. To our dismay, under the bluish liquid we saw millions of pirahanas smiling up at us, bearing their teeth in anticipation.
Our escape was jeopardized by that horrible sight and soon we were spotted by the Commander. We were told that we were never going to get off the island until all the blueberries were picked. That would have been good if only the blueberries didn't have strange powers. Everytime a blueberry was picked, it would just grow back again each time. With this found knowledge we realized that we were to be prisoners on this island and our punishment was to pick the never-ending growing blueberries.
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