Janie: It was day number 134. There was an uncomfortable ringing in my ears, we were low on food supply. I killed most of the bread after Jeremy had passed; due to my constant need for nourishment when sad.Christian: I was starving, Janie's fat ass had already eaten all the bread.
Janie: "I'M HUNGRY." I yelled, tossing a can of tomato soup against the wall, it smashed open and all of its contents seeped through the floorboards.
Christian: "What the hell!" I screamed as the sweet, succulent sauce dripped away from my sight.
Janie: "I'm sorry! I'm just so..." I paused and frowned. "Upset. :("
Christian: "I-It's fine." I whispered as I let out a soft sigh.
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We're Tighter Than Bark On A Mega Tree
EspiritualBecause We're tighter than bark on a tree; A dramatic novel, based on true events. A swooning maiden, and a decaying corpse.