It was a new year however nothing felt the same as the last, you were forded to move into a shitty apartment where EVERYTHING was white, everything but the table. You didn't have any money to buy anything that looked colourful or at the very least nice, anything that wasn't white.
Unfortunately, you were broke because of the fact that you spent all your money on uni and stupid supplies for that. why couldn't you just be homeless? That was sooooo much easier, but then again that meant no phone wifi and using data all the time, and if so where would you even charge your phone.
Wait, a thought went through your head. You forgot your phone in the box out the front of your apartment. WHY WERE YOU LIKE THIS!
You traveled to the front door going to unlock the door then the second realization .
YOU WERE LOCKED IN THE HOUSE.
HOW THE HELL DID YOU LOCK YOURSELF IN THE HOUSE?! That is what kept going through your mind, HOW? It was the silly new locks what a fool you were.
It could be worse, you could have no food in your fridge and so you walked over to the fridge and opened it.
"WHY IS THERE ONE SLICE OF CHEESE HERE! WHY DOES CHEESE HAVE THREE E'S! WHY AM I YELLING!" You screamed. There was in fact only one piece of cheese in the fridge and then you saw a note you picked it up and it said something on the back surprisingly.
"praise the cheese gods!
oh and if you get hungry
eat your books."
EAT YOUR BOOKS!? WHAT THE HELL! Last time you checked you couldn't eat books... well they didn't taste nice.
"I mean we all need a bit of fiber in our diet don't we? like those mushy paper straws you end up drinking with the drink." you thought. You were sooooooooooooo funny.
----TIME SKIP---
You wondered sound your room for the past hour you had been screaming out for "help" but no one came to your rescue. You were in distress, a mid life crises maybe. Or was it the end of life crisis would you starve to death here? Would a piece of cheese be the last thing you eat? Would you have to eat your books to stay alive. could you drink anything, you wet over to the kitchen and grabbed a glass you thankfully put in the house before getting locked in. you turned the tap on and...
"WATER! WATER! WATER!" You chanted. what in the world were you doing? Were you already going insane?
Long story short, yes, you were going insane.
---TIME SKIP---
YOU ARE READING
I EAT TABLES FOR DINNER.
HumorI EAT TABLES FOR DINNER. A story about being left alone in a house with no color limited food and one colored table. ORIGINAL STORY. PURELY MADE TO ANNOY AND FREAK OUT MY FRIENDS. DONT COME FOR ME OR I WILL STEAL YOUR FAVIORITE PARE OF GOOD SOCKS AN...
