As I stare at my ceiling for the umpteenth time in the last three hours, I just can't help but wonder....
Eating was wasting energy, to gain energy.
Wow, that actually kinda made sense.Bacteria divide to multiply.
How the hell did bacteria enter my head.What if the names of things weren't their actual names in the beginning.
That had me sitting up. "It could be true," I told myself out loud. "What if we called the sky blue now but in the beginning it was called yellow. Or maybe the lion was called.... whale. Damn, that would be messed up," I snorted.
I lie back down.
When you put bread in the refrigerator it cakes, does that mean that when you put cake in the refrigerator it breads?
I pause. Actually, does it? I suddenly remembered I had leftover cake from yesterday when I went out with my older brother. I sit up to go for it. Nah, too far. I lay back down.
My mind was on overdrive. If the soles of our feet are what we stand on, then are the soles of our butt what we sit on?
Before I could smack myself in the head, my brother came into my room. I wasn't bothered by the lack of permission; I was very busy at the moment to care."What's my kid sister thinking about so much that she could pass for the female version of The Thinker?" he said chuckling.
I sighed and said, "If you put chicken in the oven, is it baking?" making a pun with bacon.
It took him exactly four seconds to get it and look for the next thing to hit me with. And at that the only thought through my mind was, Can humans teleport?
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Cookies And Cream
Storie breviA collection of poems I write. And probably short stories. Yeah. ~ ~ ~ This is my first book ever to be shown to the world....