Kermit looked at a photo of Piggy and sighed. "Why? Why am I even here?!"
He sobbed onto his pillow until he found a knife. He picked it up and began starring at it.
"Well, may your lives be better off without me..."
As soon as the knife touched the frog's arm, Piggy came in.
"KERMIT NO!" Piggy said grabbing the knife.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"I HAVE AND YOUVE GOTTEN WORSE!"
Piggy saw Kermit's face. Not only did he look sad but he also looked sick.
"Kermit?"
"What?"
"Are you okay?"
"No."
"No I mean you look sick."
"Pills.."
"Kermit you gotta stop."
"And if I don't?"
"You could possibly die."
"Then I'll take more."
Kermit snatched the knife and started cutting in front of Piggy.
"Oh no!"
