The story of a magnificent grape

I started off when my mother created me along with 100 other people alike to me. I started off as a seed and drank lots of water and sunlight to help me grow. One day when I was hanging around with twin brother #17, a green grape started talking trash to us. They were so racist to us, purple grapes. Name calling us as "the sweet one" One day I will be as fat as them and start calling them "the sour one". Enough of that, I have been facing tough times. Twin brother #19 and Twin brother #87 both got eaten by giants. My mom is turning too old meaning that she may die. The thing that I'm worried about is not my stupid mother though. The thing is that if my mother dies, I have to die too. Our entire ancestor chain will die. Sure, without my mother she wouldn't feed me, but she always feeds #1-10 more water than me in the 58's. It's so unfair.
    I woke up hearing cries of my mother and giants holding weird machines. I looked up and saw that there was nobody on my mother. I immediately got emotional but couldn't cry because I couldn't waste my juice. My twins were experiencing the same pain as me. A giant was to the right of me poking through twin brother #59. And now the giant was walking towards me. There was a bucket full of grape seeds and I know that sooner or later my seed was going to end up in that bucket. The giant raised its alien-like machine and was about to stab me when...

My mother collapsed on the giant. I looked to the side and saw another giant holding a chainsaw. I followed the path of the dead tree with my eyes and saw that the end crushed the giant that was about to stab me to death. I realized why my mother fell. She fell to save me and Twin #58 and below. She sacrificed her own soul to save mine. I strained to not cry but couldn't help it. I couldn't take it. I never thought about my mother dying, and never thought about my mother dying just for me. Those thoughts brought me to crying. I knew that I couldn't cry because my juice would run out. I just had to cry. I saw the face of the dead giant and then everything came upon me again. The moment my mother had died. My mother had always told me to become a good boy and grow up to be fat and juicy as the other grapes. My mother collapsing on the giant was still playing in my head. I knew that if I cried I wouldn't be the fat juicy grape I had always been. The flashback played in my head one more time and then I did it. I cried. I cried and cried and cried just like the other twins and cried until all my juice ran out. I looked at myself and the others......I now had to begin my new life as a raisin.