As I sit on the grocery store shelf I can only wonder who is going to buy me. The worst part of my day on the shelf is when someone purchases me. When they purchase me, I dread going home with them. I get to their house and I am put on the toilet paper holder. I sit and wait for people to rip me apart and use me for cleaning purposes. When they use me, I get dirty and have to be thrown out into the bowl. When I reach the dirty water of the bowl, I get mushy and float to the bottom. When they flush the toilet I get washed away into many pipes. The pipes are like water slides except they don’t lead me into a nice clean swimming pool. I am brought to a sewage plant where they clean the water and everything else with it. Once it is clean, it
