HOUR 1: MY MOMENT

Today in what started off as a boring, regular old Sunday morning eventually became the day I became a somebody. She was dressed in a pretty pink blouse with coyly pig tails on each side of her head. Her smile seemed to light up the room as she gazed around her surroundings in wonder and optimism. At that moment I knew she was the one. I remember looking down at my attire and sighed in relief. I was dressed in the most alluring blue and red standing out from all the rest. My name etched in big bold letters ‘CRUNCH’. I looked to my left and saw B (butterfingers) and frowned will she pick me? I asked myself. I always seemed to come second to B in the looks department. Her eye catching yellow and rich buttery taste, as she so highly boasted about, made her the star of all us chocolaty soldiers awaiting our chance to be the hero. With my eyes looking at her pleadingly I called out to her. Her eyes passed over B and Snickers before they came to me. My spirits lighten as I watched her baby blues spark up. This is it!

“Mommy I want that one!” she smiled pointing at me. YES! Finally!

 

I remember giddily jumping into her outstretched hands and sighing in content at the fact that it was finally my time. Without wasting anytime, the girl unraveled me. I could hear my friends Reese, and bubble’s cry out a good bye in a mix of emotions. They were happy, yet saddened by my departure. I waved farewell before it happened. Nothing in my whole entire life could prepare me for this moment right now. Who knew small teeth could be so wounding? Her teeth cut like razors through my exterior (mechanical digestion). (Start of Chemical digestion) I felt something moist touch my cheek and winced in agony. It seemed to melt my skin! I could feel myself sliding past her epiglottis and pharynx as I spiraled down her esophagus.

 

 

HOUR 2: IT HAS ONLY BEGUN

“RED ALERT! RED ALERT!”

My head or at least what was left of it snapped from left to right. Oh no! Panic took over me as I stared at the red eyed monster.

 

“Well look what we have here. If it isn’t the little crunch boy himself. Your brother says hi!” he smiled sweetly although I could tell otherwise.

 

“Uh hey acetylcholine”

 

“You know what has to happen right” I gulped and nodded feebly. He smirked at with a snap of his fingers I could feel myself shake. Her esophagus was contracting and we all know what that means. I was pushed downward, not so smoothly might I add, through her esophagus (peristalsis).

 

THE LIGHT! I soared with joy. It is almost over. I could almost touch the entrance (cardiac sphincter).

 

HOUR 3: THE STOMACH

The trip through her stomach went by surprisingly fast. Before I was tossed to the small intestines.










 

HOUR 4: THE SMALL INTESTINES

I could feel myself being squeezed as I entered her small intestines. There I met sucrose. This is a protein formed inside of the intestine. In there I am slip into two. Glucose and Fructose. ".  This is a protein formed on the inside of the intestine.    It recognizes sucrose and splits the "chain" or bond between glucose and fructose.  This "sugar-clipper" is specially designed to fit the link between glucose and fructose in sucrose alone.  It does not attack other sugars. 

 

 

HOUR 5: THE LARGE INTESTINES

I was soon passed over to the bigger sister of the two. The large intestines. She was a bit more pleasant than her sister tending to my demolished body. She removed the water and electrolytes from my remanding’s. What remains of me travels up the ascending colon. One more step until the end!

HOUR 6: ABSORPTION

After my molecules are split what is left of me is absorbed though the bloodstream and distributed to other parts of my body. Glucose is used as energy for her body.

HOUR 7: THE END!!!

Anything thing that didn't get absorbed or distributed is now waste. This waste travels to through the rectum. The rectums job is to receive stool. Once that is established it sends a message to your brain saying you need to release the waste.