"Save yourself!" Milky screamed, as he was consumed by plastic wrapping labelled 'Edam Cheese' in big golden letters, with smaller writing underneath. I rolled off the conveyor belt and landed on the factory floor with a thump. I screamed in pain as a chunk of me fell off. Thankfully, I was a circular cheese. My heart ached as I remembered the happy days me and Milky spent, in our liquid days, on the farm, in two seperate small buckets. A drop of salty liquid cheese dripped down my face. Then, I remembered my mission. I would escape the factory, to avenge Milky, to make him proud as he looked down on me from food heaven. I rolled cautiously around the factory, carefully dodging around the feet of busy factory workers. Then, I thought I saw a see-through ghost-like image, shaped like Milky. It disappeared quickly, though, and, then, I whispered "Goodbye, Milky. You were a good friend."
I'll probably be continuing soon.