Interesting Metaphorical Comparison

I started out as bread. I was ignorant of the horrors that lay ahead of me, and curious and eager to be put into a toaster.

The toaster is school. Now lets say this toaster is broken. That, was my elementary school.

I went in an eager happy piece of bread. At first I was only a bit burnt, but then the broken toaster got worse and I became burnt toast that nobody wanted to touch.

Then I moved on to middle school. This was a whole new toaster, and this toaster was even worse.

I was consumed by flames, scarred. I was terrified but helpless.

I did not last long. I was taken out of that toaster in december, a miserable, quivering, pile of ash.

I am slowly being resurrected. I will be cooked no-longer, and the thought is soothing. I will never be bread again. But still, I am just fine with eating burnt toast.

I would recommend writing an interesting metaphorical story to anyone!
they are really creative, and also really cool.
I want to turn this one into a powerpoint presentation.