Claustrophobic you can say, being packaged with all the people you grew up with. I bet you think it sounds fun but take a second guess. Compary the idea to a slave ship bodies on top of bodies literally hearing the thoughts of your fellow companions. That's how life was in the womb. Yes I'm writing this journal well in the womb. My name is Alfred Cobweb I'm seconds from being born and broken put of this package. I am a noodle and the world is a cruel place, sadly you don't really know who your family is because once you're born and out of the package you get dropped in a big boiling pot of hot steaming water where to then cooked and contaminated with sauce. I don't really know what to think I'm not thinking honestly, just waiting for life to start. Some of us live a short life we get opened, dropped and cooked , and then they eats us biting and ripping us limb from limb but there is that one percent that make it they're called the leftover group which then from stories I heard go into the fridge for about 3 days and that's when they get hungry again grabbing us and throwing US in the microwave burning our bodies eating us with forks ripping are buddy limb from limb we beg.. beg to them to let us free but they don't hear us its like our voice is are so small and weak and we can't exactly reach to these monsters that are a million times our size just eating us without a care in the world.
*opening of package*
It's time yes!! It's time I'm the only noodle that is conscious somehow, but once these bodies hit the steaming hot water they shell awaken than its a fight to survive. Forgot to mention the once who make it to the trashcan are safe for weeks til the infection gets them... They begin grinding and turning green pouring out must and growing fuzz. I hope I don't have to live that experience.
"Ahhh it burns!!! Help help please!!" hollered every single noodle.
I yell back towards my fello comrades
"quit being a bunch of pussycats this is war man up and get ready to fight these monsters because they will eat us, we we're born for this exact moment so man up or be eaten cold! I shall not died now I will die alone with dignity."
"ahhh spoon spoon!! I see a spoon torpedo and down towards us take cover!" warned young Jamal cobweb
" cobwebs come over here we need to devise a plan if they won't listen to us its up to me and you to survive. Stay in the bottom of the bowl in the spring won't be able to touch us and once the monster comes to pores onto a plate that's when we go to the top so we'll be all the way at the bottom." I informed Jamal
"why is my brother."
I grab my brother Jamal and bring him with me to the shallow deep abyss God warned us of this day. This is the apocalypsListen to the angels blow their horns, watch the sea turn red as if a pool of blood. These are the final days if this plan doesn't save us nothing will. Me and my brother give God our thanks and love in these final days.
"lord forgive us for our sins may you help and provide a guiding hand upon those in our final days we love you in Jesus name Amen."
