HUMANS

At The "Park"

I arrived at the park, if you want to call it that. This 'park' is hardly a park at all. It's the space inside a huge roundabout, and it has one big Acasia tree, a comic store with its back toward the tree, a hotdog stall, some really crappy stone benches, and that's it. Nothing else.

I found Dexter sitting on one of the stone benches under the tree, immersed in a familiar comic book.

"Hey, polka dots!" I called from afar.

Dexter looked up, and I saw his freckly face. Dexter is a very freckly ginger with curly hair. He was wearing a "Where's Waldo?" striped shirt and some old jeans.

"OHAYDER, ADAM! Didn't see you." he replied.

"Why did I need to go here?" I asked.

"Because..." he raised the book he was reading, and let me see the title:

'MONSTERS'

The cover was portraying an inside out human eating a regular human child. It was horrifying if you were a normal person, but being a person exposed to sooo much horror, it was in my norm.

"Oh my holy Zeus. Just how did you manage to aquire that? It's still 12, Thursday."

"I don't know. Abigail gave it to me saying that it's the latest issue." Dexter answered. I sat next to him, trying to take a peek of what's in the comic, but he was almost at the end so I didn't bother.

"Where's Abigail, by the way?"

"Here." A voice from the shadows of the tree answered, which turned out to be Abigail.

She is a fat girl, who wears eyeliner, black lipstick, black clothes, black everything. She's very pale, and looks like a heavy metal rocker.

"Yo, Abby." I called.

"Hey." she replied in monotone.

The three of us had just been friends last year, and I heard rumors that Abigail was very beautiful at 6th Grade, but she suddenly fell in love with food, and got fat. But it's better not to believe in rumors, right?

"I know what's in your mind, Watson. You're recalling rumors about me, aren't you?" Abby asked me. My mouth fell open.

HOW can she read me?? My brain asked.

I don't know. Let's leave the matter alone. I replied.

Dexter slammed the book shut, and Abigail punched him in the back.

"YOU DONT DO THAT TO BOOKS."

"Ow. Yeah, yeah. Righhht."

"Anyways," Abigail said. "I see that Dexter just finished the book. Do you wanna borrow it?"

"Heck yeah!" I exclaimed.

I took the comic and at the same time, my stomach went shouting like a dying whale.

"Oh, sorry. I really gotta go home now. I easily starve to death, and you know that." I said.

"Yeah, go ahead!" Dexter said.

"We understand how fast your metabolism is..." said Abigail.

I turned around and waved goodbye, running to my house. I turned a block, and the sky started turning gray. The wind blew hard. The trees were swaying, almost breaking from the force of the wind.

"Get in, children." A mother said urgently to her children playing at their yard.

I passed their house, and my stomach growled louder.

I finally arrived at my house with my vision blurring from hunger.

Our house was not big, but not small. Just about the right size.

"Mooom! I'm home. Got any food cooked? I'm starving."

"Oh!" My mother shouted back from upstairs, sounding worried. "There's some food in the fridge you might..."

I never heard the end of the sentence. My stomach hurt and my vision darkened. And before I knew it, I passed out.

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A.N.

Hey, readers. I conjured up this new chapter. I hope you like it!

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Chapter 3: 'Monsters'