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My random collection of short stories

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My random collection has of short stories. Chip had always been cold the life which they had only lived a little off was lived in this cold that is until one day light is brought upon them and Chip is forced to realise what it means to burn.
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Chapter 1 - Chip

Chip laid with their brethren, cold. The heat that would've usually exuded a human being non existent as their brethren continued to exude an aura of frost and ice.

They lay there for many days in the dark and cold. Not that they minded as for them. It was simply the life that they had always led. The stagnant cold that surrounded them was simply a part of existing, they had long forgotten if there was something called warmth or if that was simply a figment of their imagination stirred up from the thoughts of someone younger and more naive.

Day went by and eventually a month and Chip waited amongst it's non verbal; still bethren.

But one day something happened…

Light swarmed in from the darkness and if Chip had had ears they would have heard a tearing sound as they and their bethren fell with a clatter on to metal.

The warmth provided by the light while large in sight was small in feeling only taking away an inch of Chips coldness.

But not another second a huge peach mass came upon them a concave wall lifting them up as they fell into the boiling heat.

The heat was scalding. The bitter cold that Chip had cursed felt like heaven to this new burning hell that seeked to penetrate throughout Chips entire body.

Hot and cold which had once seemed like two different things were really (for Chip at least) perhaps the same thing as both shared one thing in common to Chip. They were hell.

But eventually just like the cold the scalding hot ended in what was a much shorter time and if Chip had a face they may have exclaimed in surprise at this new turn of events.

They were lifted up from the hell they endured as they once again fell this time onto a smooth white surface.

The heat that they had once experienced slowly wafting away. With the light that had once felt hot to them. Now cool and refreshing.

They eventually came to a thud. As a cool refreshing red and white liquid doused them. Trickling down through the cracks reaching their other bethren.

There they were once again lifted up. Now moving to a gray world that seemed ever so dreary.

As this happened Chip felt by their side their bethren slowly being lifted up as a towering brown mass lifted their bethren up to new heights.

After some time it was Chips turn. As it was lifted up their body was slowly squeezed the giant seemingly feeling the need to torture them as he took them to their bethren.

Reaching a height never seen before by Chip. Chip at this point might have felt that he was on top of the world as he entered what was a pink hole.

It's entrance for some reason had white pikes that stood uniformly with each other. But unlike a cave the hole was not unmoving as Chip came to a halfway point. The white pikes slowly came down on Chip as his body was cut in half. Then crushed and mulched until he fell into a dark hole just like the rest of their bethren never to be seen again.