A series of short stories

Ice cream

Mommy hadn't been home for a long time now, I had fallen asleep and she was gone. I've seen day and night pass three times.

There was nothing in the kitchen and I was starting to get really hungry. My tummy hurt but water and the pieces of chocolate I found around have been keeping me full.

They move around a lot though do I don't get them much.

I wonder if mommy has been eating, I don't know where she is but mommy should be okay. Right?

...

Another day passed and there was a weird smell coming from the bathroom. I went to check and it was strawberry ice cream! It smelt funny and looked melted and oddly redder than usual but I was happy as I ate it. It tasted funny and I got a little sick but it made me full.

The weird black and white sprinklers were squishy and not crunchy like they were supposed to. There were even pieces of tough but juicy strawberries!

...

It took a while before someone came to check on me, the sweet neighborhood elderly cat lady.

There was screams, looks of horror and disgust at my red dyed clothes and bowl of melted ice cream. Before I knew it there were calls to the police and I was made to vomit while they were on their way.

Later I found out that mommy wasn't coming home because she had been home, in the bathroom.

I had eaten my dead mother.