Journey of a meal

Journey of a meal(Alexandria) Entry 1: Hi im Hamburger and this is my journal. Tomorrow i'm meeting up with my friends French Fry, water and Brownie at Mc. Donalds. Let me tell you about them. French fry and Brownie both consist of Fat and Carbohydrates, Water is consists of nothing and I consist of Carbohydrate, Protein, and Fat. This is a self portrait of me and my friends.

Entry 2: Todays the day ! Today I am meeting my best friends! Once we got to Mc. Donalds, we were ordered up! As i was placed on the grill, I felt a tingling sensation as I started to cook. Once done, I was placed on a soft poppy seed bun with ketchup, mustard, pickles and onions. I was put in a bag with some napkins, and all my friends on our long journey.

Entry 3: About an hour or so later my friends and I were taken out of the bag and put on a plate. We were then eaten… We were chewed and swallowed as we started our journey in the mouth as our Carbohydrates were taken out of us by the ptytalin. As we continued on our journey down the esophagus we realized that water was gone. We looked for him and realized that he was a trader! He helped wash us down. All of a sudden, we plopped down into a volger tank like object that French Fries called the stomach who's Gastric Enzymes broke down the fat and protein in us. I felt much skinnier and weaker, we all did. After that I blacked out.

Entry 4: I awoke in a series of tubes as the last bit of fat were taken out of me and French Fry by the bile. Brownie didn't make it. We were all sad but this was like the hunger games. The winner would get out of the anus last. French Fry started to drift off and I started to cry my ketchup and mustard but I blew my nose with a pickle which was deteriorating from the loss of its nutrients. French Fries last words were” We are in the small intestines.” As I drifted off I thought about how everyone always asks how it feels to die and it isn't really that bad if you don't think about the outcome. Its actually kind of pleasant.