Chapter 1: Leaving Home
I was like totally enjoying being orange...Hey, you would've too if you'd spent most of your life being an ugly shade of green. Anyway, as I was saying, I was like totally enjoying being orange, enjoying the autumn sun when I heard this pipsqueak of a voice scream, "I want this one!"
 Since I'd seen so many of my friends, including my best friend Lucy disappear the same way, I knew how this whole thing worked. A little boy or girl would come over to you and scream, "I want this one!" and then the parents would stroll over and carry you off as if you had no roots. I decided to take measures to protect myself.
 Because my daddy, Farmer Robinson, had already cut our stems, (I guess to make it easier for the parents to carry us away), I was able to turn my stem around and aim it where I wanted. Then when the little pipsqueak's daddy bent down to take me away, I let one of my seeds fly. It sailed through the air and hit him square on his nose. It was a beautiful sight.
"Ow!!" yelled the dad as he rubbed his nose, "I think this pumpkin just spit a seed at me...maybe we should find a different one, Margie."
"No," screamed the little brat, "I want this one! I don't care if it spit at you!
This one! This one!!This one!!!"
And she got her way too...
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