Trevor grew instantly nervous when he made the old witch mad, scared she would put a curse on him. And she did. But to his surprise, she cursed him so that he would only eat breakfast foods for the rest of his life. Trevor was confused. He loved breakfast foods. Pancakes. Sausage. Eggs. Hash browns. Waffles. French toast. Cereal. The list was endless. He could eat breakfast foods for the rest of his life. Then Trevor's arteries started filling up. He could barely move, tired all the time. Trevor's favorite food became his worst enemy. It was what killed him.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles Part 2
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