Day 3: Melting Isn't Cool

Finally! I'm got of that blue bin I was in after a few hours. Once again, though, I was in something dark and moving. Now that I've thought about it, I'm think I was in a truck of some sort, because there were a lot of different types of me laying around in the bags. The bumps and turns finally stopped after about three hours of solid movement, and boy am I glad that my can was empty! I heard a loud noise and suddenly the dark room became very bright. The bag I laid in was picked up by a man and he took me into a large, noisy factory.

The man carrying myself and the other cans was heading towards a big machine that had water spritzing out of it. I saw other cans like myself going in with different colors on them from the soda companies and then coming out of the machine with a shiny silver color. I was placed on a conveyor belt and once the light turned green on the big black tunnel ahead of me, I started moving. Water spritzed at me from every direction and suds appeared as I was getting cleaned. After about ten minutes of being cleaned, I was collected in a bin and awaited the next process. I knew the next part wouldn't be good because ahead of me there was a large furnace with steam and melted aluminum coming out of it. I was scared, I don't like the heat! I wanted to scream when another man came back and picked up my bin to throw into the furnace. I held my breath, hoping I'd lose consciousness to escape this. After a few seconds of waiting, I felt the melting sensation that was getting rid of impurities. I felt myself become very gooey and slippery, and soon enough I melted into the trays that were collecting the pure aluminum, only to be recycled and used again.

Day 2: The Party

I didn't know where I was or what I was doing there, but I'm wasn't in my bauxite ore anymore and I wasn't very comfortable where I was. I'm wasn't compacted and crammed next to my neighbors in the ore, I felt flattened out and stretched out into a cylinder shape. I couldn't really see where I was, it was really dark and I think I was in some sort of cardboard room. There was a little hole in it and if I peeked through that, I still could only see darkness. I could tell that I was moving, though. Whatever I was in kept shaking and there was something cold and liquid-like inside of me that splashed around whenever I moved. I heard a loud squeak come from outside of what I was in and the movement stopped. I heard footsteps again and I was lifted up, causing the liquid inside of me to splash around some more. After a few minutes of moving around, I was put down and the cardboard room I was in opened up. I could finally see where I was!

I was in a house with a big streamer that said "Happy Birthday!". I looked around and saw a bunch of kids running around the house playing with cars. I was on a table, waiting for a thirsty child to take me away. I waited for what felt like hours, until a woman came up and pressed really hard on my top. I heard a snap and I was tilted and all the cold liquid inside of me poured out into a plastic cup. The woman who emptied me walked over to a blue bin and tossed me in. I figured I'd be here for a while, so I closed my eyes and waited for the next part of my journey.

Day 1: The Rude Awakening

When I woke up this morning, I heard a lot of footsteps from above ground. I was angry that the noises interrupted my slumber. Although it was perfect sleeping conditions, all dark and damp underground inside my ore, the stomps and crunches prevented me from drifting back to sleep. I decided to stay awake and wait a little to start doing something productive with my day. After a good hour of laying in my comfortable bauxite ore, something hard and metal-looking poked me. It kept prodding into my side and let me tell you, it hurt! The poking did not stop until I was lifted onto an oddly big, shiny, metal spoon with a large neck attached to it. Instead of the dark room I was in before, it was suddenly sunny everywhere. I concluded that I was above ground. My eyes widened when I realized that it wasn't a spoon poking at me and lifting me up, it was a bulldozer! The noises were loud and haunting and the movements were slow but bumpy. The first thought that ran through my head was that I was being kidnapped. As I panicked quietly in my head, the movements came to a stop. Suddenly, I felt like I was falling and then I realized that I actually was! I did a few turns in the air before my momentum stopped. Thump. I landed roughly on the bottom of something hard and blacked out.