It all started with a rumbling sound and a big bag of bread. As I roamed the kitchen, I noticed a checkered page on the ground. Once I unzipped this bag I noticed it was filled with bread. I picked up a large loaf, brought the loaf to the bench and began to slice open this loaf. As I cut open the bread crumbs went all over the bench as the crust of the loaf was crisp. I used the bread knife to butter the soft inner side of the loaf. My tummy started to rumble even loader. I managed to pull my self to the fridge, the fridge door swang open. I quickly looked over what was inside. I could not see any meat... I slammed the fridge door in anger. As I did a noticed noticed a strong smell. I looked towards the hot oven and to my surprise is saw a glisering roast. I could see the juice glisen in the oven light. I pulled the roast out next to the crumbs from slicing the loaf. One by one I cut a slice of meat of the glisening roast. As the knife went down my mouth was filled with saliver. I took once bite from the roast.. it wasn't long until all that was left was the juices left from the roast and the crimes scattered on the bench....
