I am hungry, I thought. I am hungry I thought, and stopped in wonder at the thought. I am hungry. I am hungry. Now, to eat. As I climb up the ladder to reach the fridge, my stomach rumbles and I fall over in pain. My stomach rips out of my body, raging with hunger. It turns on me, and eats me whole. I have been eaten by my own stomach. The betrayal runs through my veins, infuriating me, fuelling the rage and the pain. The stomach acid burns me and I die. I enter Heaven, and the Stomach is waiting for me. Holding hands with my stomach, we enter the Gates of Heaven.
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Hungry
RomansaI am so hungry. My stomach rumbles because I am hungry. I am alone. My stomach consoles me as I rumble with hunger.
