As I opened the door to the cold, I saw a small, helpless figure cowering in the corner. It seemed to tremble and shake slightly as I came upon it's situation. It was surrounded, outnumbered by the brooding force of a foreign gang. I watched as the antagonists moved in unstable and and unbalanced towards their tiny prey. I quickly took action and grabbed the hom from the danger. I held his frail being in my hands for awhile, and glared at the others in shame. I then closed the vegetable door locking the apples in their drawer, closed the fridge and then ate the fragile kiwi.
