The Truth

Inspired by Jessie (a great friend)

Dear Potato Chip,

There was once a time when your kind was something else, something…spectacular. But, there were people who experimented on you and your kind both. Now, I am not authorized to give you this information, and just writing this letter could mean the end of my life, but I felt as though you needed to know this. I first came across this information on accident. I was helping out in the lab and found a drawer hidden in the wall. When I opened it, out came years of research, and I was horrified at what I had found.

I cannot tell you everything that was found there, but I can tell you the basics. You were a young chip when it had happened, so you probably won’t remember this, and even if there was a chance of you remembering it, your memory was probably altered, actually, this is very likely. So, here goes nothing. Long ago there was a village of potatoes, creatures that you’ve only heard of in myths. They were happy and free, and were such a kind people, that when a man cub wandered into their camp, they accepted it happily.

They raised it as one of their own. However, when he got old enough, they let him go to the human world, and being as innocent as he was, he led a group of friends he made back into the village. Little did he know that they would capture them and torture them just for fun. They killed many of them and did experiments on the rest. You… were one of the ones that were experimented on. You were not always a potato chip, you were… a potato.

Sincerely,

Fries