He sat there and lamented his fate. Of all the pumpkins in the pumpkin patch, why was it he that was chosen? Why was it he that was to end up ridiculed and condemned in this way? To be forced to wear a mask of such silliness and empty humor, to be forced to take part in a throw-away celebration, to end up unused and discarded when the festivities were done.
Why he, sitting here forgotten under a blanket of newly fallen snow. Why he, forced to endure this injustice.
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