As I look at the orange in front of me. I see many colors, holes, and wrinkles. I feel holes,dents,belly buttons,and wrinkles as I peeled my orange. Inside the orange I see white skin. I peel the white cover. Underneath the cover I see thin skin that contains the juiciness with in an orange. I smell the tasteful juice. I hear cracking as I take apart each slice of the orange. As I eat the orange I taste,smell,and hear the juice dribbing down my chin. It tastes so good down my throat and in to my stomach. Each piece better than the last. Down my throat my orange goes slice by slice. Then I have no more orange I wish I had a neither orange but there is no more thus ends the story of my orange .