The grapefruit sat still on the plate. He had lived a thrilling life, beginning as a small grapefruit. After remaining still for a long time, he had been taken to a supermarket and bought soon after. Now he was to be eaten. Perhaps some of the other melons wouldn've helped him, but they were inanimate, and totally lacking in all forms of perception. Fortunately, so was the grapefruit, and it remained totally unaware of any sensations, indeed, or it's own existance as it was butchered, chewed and swallowed. Stupid melon.