I was wondering what it would be like to be a ham sandwich so I wrote this..
As he woke he noticed something different about the place, it had a shine to it like the glare from the sun hitting a clean and polished ‘64 Shelby Cobra, “it was radiant,” he thought to himself. But where was Tate, the friend he worked so long and hard to make. He looked up and down; he looked in and around things. He looked every where, but for nothing. It was gone. He began to get sad again thinking that someone stole it, but then realized that no one has been up there for years, so no one could have stolen it, and if Tate was gone then that means it had run away, as the thought of it running away ran through his head, he heard a noise coming from outside. He got real excited and walked over to the door. As he opened the door he saw Tate standing in the door way, it had transformed into a beautiful women with long flowing hair. He looked at her eyes, they were shimmering like a lake at sunrise; she was glowing like his cottage was when he first awoke. Standing there, in the flesh, with her hands out to her side. He noticed her legs were long and beautiful they seemed to go on and on. The naked figure just stared at the man and nothing was said. Time seemed to stand still as they gazed into each others eyes.
Finally after what was like eternity the man asked, “Tate?” the Women stood there and said nothing. A smile grew on her face and she reached out to touch the mans face. He could feel the silky smooth fingers of the women pressed against his cheek. He realized something else, his face wasn’t old and wrinkled anymore, he looked at his hands they were as young as a twenty year old. He too had changed, but what had caused this transformation, this miracle? Tate spoke with a soft and loving voice, “You are confused, and you know nothing of what happened do you?” “No.” replied Jebous, “What’s going on?” As she started talking again he felt weak in the knees and wound up on the floor. He saw that, he too was naked. Tate knelt down and helped him inside the house, where out of nowhere food appeared on the table, so they began to eat. After they were finished. Jebous sat with a strange wondering look on his face. Without him saying a word, Tate said to him, “You have been blessed with a gift. When you struggled through all your hardships to create me and when you thought you had failed, your tears were born of a mystical nature they brought to life this miracle you see now. I was made of your blood sweat, and tears that’s why I am here. You created me from your passion and need for companionship, together we will live forever.” “Why did I become so young?” “That’s part of the phenomenon, When I was transformed I touched you and made you young so we could live forever together. Now settle down, and lets go to bed, you need some rest.”
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