I tore a hole in the plastic bag and struggled out. I'd almost suffocated, honestly, what was the point? Humans didn't put their heads in bags, they had warnings on bags to stop that happening. But when it came to fruit they bagged them up like there was no tomorrow. I turned and looked at my former companions for some sign of life, but there was none, I was the last apple alive in the bag. I cried tears of juice, but found that I shriveled slightly when doing this, so stopped very quickly. Then I looked around and spotted Rianna about to kick that broccoli guy out of the sink.
"Hey, wait for me!" I shouted, running over the worktop, squashing some butternut squash person as I went.