Skibidi Toilet Story

skibidi POV

"Happy birthday to you!" My son sang to me. It was the big day, 90 years old. I really love it when my son comes over, i miss him all the time. I blow the candles and say "i wish grandpa was here". "Me too, i miss grandpa" he said. He hands me a plate with a peice of white cake. As i take a bite, i taste my favourite, coconut and vanilla. As i finish, i asked him "dear, could you please put my plate away, i need to use the restroom". "Sure thing grandma". I walk to the restroom and as i go to sit, i get sucked in. All i felt was small pushing. Suddenly, my head sticks out. I cant control myself! I hear music and my mouth is moving. My son walks in and Immediately get the feeling to eat him. He just stands there as my head eventually reaches foward trying to bite him. I try my best to get control back, but i cant seem to move on my own at all. He runs away and the toilet, Apparently now my body, pulls itself out of the wall. I could hear him dialing something on the phone. By the time i get there, all i seen is a lump of blankets on the couch. I couldnt see him, but my body craves flesh. I search the house, eventually reach the closet. Nobody! I hear stomping and a SLAM. My body slowly makes its way to the door, busting it open. It is a large crowd near the highway! Maybe they can help me. But instead, a guy runs up and starts stabbing my head. It didnt hurt me, but i know i was slowly dieing. I get impaled 1 more time, than everything is black.