One night

Starvation

            You wake up, but instead of hearing the sweat chirping of birds, instead of smelling the bacon your mom always cooks for you, and instead of sitting by the warm fire, you are alone, hungry, and freezing. Even though it was day, it wasn't beautiful at all. It was somehow still misty, foggy, and dark, but not as dark as the night. You go to rub your eyes but you remember you don't have a left hand, so you rub your eyes with your right hand. Once you open your eyes you see your bloody arm, you start panicking not knowing it was that bad. "Holy shit.... What the fuck did that creature do to me?" You hear your stomach growl as you slowly stand up and creep out of your shelter. The first thing you are greeted by is a bunch of wolves tearing a live bunny limb from limb. You quickly hop right back into your little home and peek your head out, watching the horror unfold. You stay there for hours watching the wolves eat the poor rabbit, blood everywhere. Soon, the wolves leave and you are very hungry. You see that they left a rabbit leg on the ground (Oh no), so you slowly limp your way, while holding your stomach, to the rabbit leg and you pick it up with the hand you have left. You don't even bother to tear the skin off as you bit into the leg of the rabbit and tore the meat and skin. Like a wild animal, you eat the meat you tore off, and you'd continue to do this until the rabbit leg was just bones. Your face was now covered in blood and so was the hand you had left. You look down at your hand, "Why did I just do that..."