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I lay in my crowded box.
It was dark as per usual. The only time I ever saw light was when one of my friends would get snatched by a pair of hands never to be seen again.
I never understood what happened when they left our box, I was never told, but since it means my friends get taken away from me I've always assumed it to be bad.
That's why every time I see the light of the outside world I'm filled with what could only be described as dread; Begging it wasn't me next.
Unfortunately, when the box opened today, a pair of hands headed straight toward me. Lifting me and taking me from the comfort of my home. All I could hear were the screams of my friends getting less audible the further away I was from my box.
I screamed but the terrible creature took no notice.
Once the creature had stopped walking, I looked beneath me.
A white cup.
Before I could look anywhere else, I was thrown inside the cup.
Was this where all of my friends had been put?
If so, where are they?
why aren't they here?
My thoughts were rudely interrupted as a white, almost powdered substance attacked me.
I yelled at them and pleaded for them to stop yet got no response.
I sighed in relief when they hit the surface and I realised they had no further intentions of harming me.
Suddenly, a loud noise that could only be described as screeching penetrated my ears.
I would as the others if they heard it but then realised it was no use, they weren't responding to me anyway.
A few seconds later I saw the same creature from before approaching me again; I began to feel increasingly more anxious when I realised he was holding what seemed to be a larger version of what was now my new home although this one had a smaller opening.
I wanted to scream as the scorching water filled my new home.
I could feel my insides begin to seep out of me, causing me to begin losing consciousness.
I knew I was fucked the moment I noticed the creature pouring water.
As a tea bag, I know to avoid water at all costs.
In what I knew were my final moments, I couldn't help but feel bad for all of my friends who had been through this before me. I wouldn't wish this pain upon anyone, no matter how much they had wronged me.
My contents began to seep out, more and more until I was a bag of mushy nothing.
I was somehow still alive.
That was until a peculiar-shaped object whirled me around and squashed me into the walls.
I lost all consciousness then and there.
My corpse was thrown mercilessly into a bag next to all of my other dead friends.
#savetheteabags.