Fruity Delight

The smell brought me to a tropical beach. It’s like I was laying on the sand inhaling the aroma of summer through my nostrils. The drink was a fresh breeze mixed with fruit and body wash. A plain ruby drink in my hand. I saw the drink as if it was red wine that was very young. I'd never really thought it would be a beverage that would bring me to an oasis.
The sounds I was hearing were beyond real. It was a deserted island surrounded by wildlife. I could envision parrots flying above me and the trees moving in the soft wind. Once I tasted the purified drink the scenery disappeared from my mind. As the drink flowed down my throat it tasted like disgusting melted down jolly ranchers of all different flavors. The taste was like dirty wrinkled clothes. I imagined it to be a packed carnival in my mouth twirling down my throat, but it wasn't. It was the taste of leather, the taste of pure sugar, and the taste of a nightmare. Once my tiny cup was empty I suddenly realized I was no longer on a tropical beach but just in a cold ordinary classroom.