When I woke up I was being added into the furnace of a hot molten lava type substance that used to be quartz sand. It was so hot about 600 degrees Celsius and I was burning in there for two days. When I finally came out I was mushed into a liquidly blob. I was now the perfect consistency to be blown back into glass. As I slowly dripped from the machine I was in, I was caught by a glass blowing machine (by hand would take way to long). It spun me around and injected compressed air into me. When I came out on the conveirbelt I was glass again!! Then another machine grabbed my waist, and attached a bottom piece onto me. It hurt SO bad, I just sat there as these giant flames from all sides bonded us together. Next I was carried to a giant refrigerator to cool, I went from 500 to 50 degrees in only 90 minutes!! After that I thought I was done but then they made a scratch around my rim and spun me around a tiny flame until it fell off. Now I was done.
I had been inspected and then stuffed with hard, white paper that was placed in between me and six wine glasses, in two rows of three. Seeing the wine glasses I realized that was what I was too. I was placed so that I had the stuffy paper shoved next to me on both sides because I was in the middle of two others. We were in a big cardboard box with other boxes all around, probably filled with others. I could tell I was toward the back of the truck because after a few minutes the CO2 from the exhaust had seeped into my box and made me cough. About 10 minutes the man was finally done packing all the other boxes and I heard the trucks back door slide closed and we were off. I am not sure exactly were we started or were we had passed through (I was squished in a dark box) but when we were finally unloaded it was very sunny and then I looked to my left and saw the sign for some pageant. All of us were unpacked and we were laid out on a table one next to each other. I looked around and noticed a whole bunch of pretty girls and then I realized I was at the Miss America pageant. I was not quite sure why I was there but I was excited.
Then an older man, in his mid 60's, with grey hair that only covered the sides of his head, so that if he were to wear a hat you would not be able to tell he was bald on top. He was all dressed up in a formal suit and you could tell by his wrinkles that he was distinguished and an important part of this pageant. He walked over to us picked us up one by one with a very clean white glove. When he picked us up he inspected us individually, he held us up in the light, looking for imperfections or cracks, one by one down the line. When he finally got to me he delicately picked me up he held me in his first three fingers and I really wanted to impress him so I made sure I shined in the light. I could smell his cologne, it was subtle and light and it smelt like a forest of pine trees, but not in a way that made him smell like a Christmas tree, I think it had cinnamon too. I am not really sure all I know is that it smelt good, way better than that truck driver. As he put me down he mumbled "good." Did I have a chance to be selected as one of the few wine glasses for some mysterious honorary tasks for one of the contestants? I thought to myself. How many would he choose...was just one of us to get the honor or were their more thirsty people? Were we going to be at the judges table or were we going to be used to toast the winner? It did not matter I just wanted to be chosen. Then when he was done looking at everyone, he pointed to twelve of us and I was the third one chosen!!
A young man came and carried the selected few of us two by two to a wide table that had an elegant red table cloth that reached just above the floor, as so not to get caught in the wheels. Then he put us in rows two wide and six long and filled us with water of all different amounts. Then they rolled our table over and combined it with five others so that there were would be a table three glasses wide and twelve long. Then we were pushed out onto a stage with all these lights, and a crowd of thousands of people... they were all cheering. Then the announcer said a contestan’s name and “She will be playing The Nutcraker’s Sugar Plum Fairy on the glass harp.” Then the contestant came out she was not wearing her sash so I couldn't tell which state she represented. She had long dark hair that was parted on the side and warm dark eyes that were very inviting. Then she wet her finger in another glass and spun it around the rim, creating a beautiful sound. I was so nervous I had never sung before and now I was expected to sing in front of all these people. Then she passed her wet finger over my rim, very slow and it tickled so much. I was overcome with joy I could barley contain myself, I opened my mouth and the most beautiful sound spilled out. A similar performance (This link is what the whole thing sounded like, not the actual performance, it’s really amazing!!) It was just a second but for that one second I was an important part of someone's dream. I would enjoy this new life as a wine glass.
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