Fruit World

Living in an amusing, pleasurable and sanitory fruit world region, makes me feel secure and content. Here things are exceedingly different. Now I am living in a new wrold but I can still remember the past. Back then centuries ago, things were so standard and ordinary, mow life is enjoyable and astonishing. No one ever protested or carped about anything. Departing from class to class in a building called school, did not exist here.The aroma and tang of the town, was delectable, amd fruity. In this world we have small fruit tops or as we used to call in the past, lap tops, alloted to each student. With this fruit top we learn essential information that we would if we were in school, by just pressing the learn key. After pressing the button, your techer would pop up on screen and teach you indivisually. Adults get assighned to wrok as fruit makers, fruit cooks, fruti doctors, or fruitsitters. After a protracted and lenghthy hour on the fruit tops, learnig about apposotive phrases, I visited my mom, the fruit cook.My mom cooks different sorts of food made out of  various numbers of fruits, such as, fruit salad for breakfist, fruit tacos for lunch, made out of mangoes, pears, apples, oranges, melons, amd strawberrys. Also, fruit cababs for dinner. The best part is the multiple types of smoothies, and fruit water to drink. The food, just sat in front of my eyes, and I was eager to eat it, it lookes so lip smacking, and my mouth beagn to water. The kitchen was colouful, and smelled astounding. After dinner, my mom and I visited my hard working dad who worked as a fruit maker. Fruit makers create and generate new types of fruit. After a short visit there, we headed towards my hot pink 2 doored flyfruuit car. The seats were made of horse fur, and felt springly and yeilding when you sat on it. The cars in this world, all fly and take you up in the clouds to your house. Mine was made oof mangoes, and had 5 rooms, 3 bathrooms, 1 kitchen, and 2 family rooms. Everything inside was made of fresh fruit, including the beds. Speaking of beds, it was time for me to go to sleep, so I plopped down on my strawberry bed, wishing for a dream about the past, ad went to sleep. Abruptly I woke up and realized that I was just dreaming about what may be the future