A Strawberry-Page Thirteen

She also remembered slowly becoming scared that one day someone would take her off the bush. They would take her away from the sun, the earth, the water, and the air. The fear grew until she was no longer a strawberry. First her color faded from a bright red to a dull orange. Then she grew heavier as the weight of her fear pulled her down. By the time she touched the dirt, she had already grown little feet and little arms. Too heavy for the small bush to hold, she popped right off.  Not knowing what to do, she wandered away and became lost.