A light shined through your window and straight at your eyes. You blink a few times after you sat up, then stepped out of your bed. You are [Y/n L/n], you live in the US in a large home with your parents and 2 siblings. You are always the odd one in your family, daydreaming and hallucinating now and then. Though you may be odd, you are a foodie like many people, and aren't very picky either.. Anyways, we're off topic again. You walk out into the living room and your mom (Sarah), father (Cané), and siblings (Billy and Jane) were there eating breakfast. You pick up the remote and turn on the TV as background noise. The news came on, yet you didn't feel like changing the channel; instead, you waited to hear something interesting.
"local store now open... Thief caught stealing...." You heard the same old mundane stories and were about to turn off the TV until you heard "Four missing (your age group), last scene 04/21/xx. Hayden Shing, Samuel Jonas, Keil Zoyal, and Ryker Conscheil."
"Oh my," your mother exclaimed, "Those poor parents must be so worried!"
"Might as well invite them over for dinner and offer us to them as their own children." Jane deadpanned, a poor excuse of a joke, but it sparked the idea in your mother's mind.
"Ah! Dinner for them is a lovely idea, dear!" Your mother happily clasped her hands, "I'll invite them over for dinner tonight!" She stated, getting up and walking over to the island table. She had grabbed the phone-book and planned on making some phone calls.
Fortunately, it's a Saturday so you don't have school, however, you DO have work. You finished your breakfast, got up, washed the dishes you used, and left the house.
After a while of driving/walking, you arrived at work on time at the local gas station. Not many people talk to you other than to buy something in, so that's a plus. It's now 2:52 PM, your shift ends at 3 PM, and you need to be at home for dinner at least by 5 PM. Your parents appreciate that you help out with making dinner and setting it up as well.
You pack up your stuff and head home, arriving around 3:21 PM. You cleaned up the kitchen and your bedroom in about 30 minutes since your siblings stayed home and probably played for a while. Then, you went upstairs to finish your homework.
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Sleeping On A Food Diet
Fantasy"'Why hello there, what kind of food are you?' The stranger asked, looking quite confused. A man with red hair and what seemed to be chocolate? dripping down from his head..." You land in a place of wonder and surrealness, you meet what seems to be...
