The bread was sitting in the pantry, it's usual habitat.
You walk towards the pantry, hoping to find something to eat.
You peer inside, finding a full, uncut, loaf of bread.
You smile, reaching out to grab the bread, missing it by a millisecond as it scurries away from your grasp.
You frown, taking a much harsher grasp towards the loaf as it tries to run.
You chuckle, knowing there is no escape for the bread.
You grab the bread, ripping off its clear, delicate, wrapping.
Watching it scream as you rip it off, parts of the bread, crumbling off due to the new exposure of air.
You take out the inside, grabbing a knife and slowly cutting it off.
You chuckle, as the bread screams for you to kill it, but you refuse.
You take the part you need, taking the rest of the bread, and tying it up with its own wrapping.
You take the bread, forcefully shoving it back into the pantry, till the next time you crave wheat.
You peer into the cupboard, looking for something.
You spot the jelly and the peanut butter, trying to run from your grasp.
You laugh, knowing they can't escape.
The jelly and the peanut butter try to hide in the corner, but you grab them with ease.
You rip off their caps, watching them scream as their blood come oozing out.
You grab a knife, stabbing it into their head, their screams fading out into nothingness.
You scrape out their insides, smearing it on the cut pieces of bread.
You put the two pieces of bread together, making the insides of the jelly and peanut butter ooze out the sides of the bread.
You then place it on a plate, taking a knife and cutting into two triangles, more of the ooze pouring out.
You take a bit out of the bread filled with peanut butter and jelly.
You smile, as the blood from the jelly and the peanut butter drip down your mouth.
You smile, knowing this was for your own selfish deeds.
You smile, knowing this was caused because of you.
