LEGO

Once, when I was still in the box, I was told that as soon as our cardboard cell was ripped asunder and the plastic keeping all the parts separate were torn, we'd be free. But whoever filled me with such hopes was wrong. Yeah there have been good times when all the pieces are out and all the other Lego people and I are left to wander the massive constructions that were created that day. But then there is clean up time; when all the buildings and people are swept up by giant hands and dumped into massive tubs where we are left crushed and buried under debris. The lucky ones are left intact on top of the mess. Some aren't so lucky; those more unfortunate might have their heads ripped from their torso and are never put back the same way. I've witnessed truly dispicable crimes that would seem unimaginable to those in a box.