Autobiography of plastic bottles in at least 300 words.
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Hi my dear friend,
A water bottle is a container that is used to hold water, liquids or other beverages for consumption. The use of a water bottle allows an individual to drink and transport a beverage from one place to another.
A water bottle is usually made of plastic, glass, or metal. Water bottles are available in different shapes, colors, and sizes. In the past, water bottles were sometimes made of wood, bark, or animal skins such as leather and sheepskin. Water bottles can be either disposable or reusable. Reusable water bottles can also be used for liquids such as juice, iced tea, alcoholic beverages, or soft drinks. Reusable water bottles reduce plastic waste and contribute to saving the environment.
Easily portable, water bottles make for convenient use, while typically containing nutrition facts.
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On the 13th of October, was the day I last saw my old ugly self. I was picked up by some crazy humans and was dumped into this bin-like thing with some of my other friends. Me, a mere piece of plastic, had to undergo so many painful procedures including high-temperature heat and stuff. I forgot to mention I'm claustrophobic but those crazy humans dumped my melted self into this mold and let me literally solidify. I felt at peace after I solidified,though I was still as hot as an incinerator. I felt for my parts and was even more happy to find that I was in one piece.
Not long before had I settled down to the heat, I received a cold shower of water on me, and trust me, it was cold. 3 seconds later, i was inside a machine with the other pieces of plastic . These crazy humans call it a Vacuum pump. It literally sucked out the oxygen out of my lungs! Then i noticed that i had suddenly grown hair. These humans call it caps.They are insane, like, how does it look like a cap?? Haven't they heard of hair before??anyway, I was wrapped around this piece of paper and was kept inside this box. Neat! They at least gave me a dress after this torture.
It was dark and after about 1 hour, we found the box opened and then we were placed in an antarctica with a door!
Humans called us plastic bottles. A little later, this young girl came and picked me, cut of my hair and poured all the water INTO THIS LITTLE TANK! All my efforts...Any way, I suddenly felt this sharp thing going in me like a scalpel or something. She cut right into me!! I mean I could have done with some anesthesia. After a while, she put mud into me and put this little bean into the mud.
and that is how I now support life, the life of a bean.