Dylan woke up and stared at his ceiling imagining himself with a normal family. He used to be normal. He remembered how his real mom used to cook him muffins and pancakes for breakfast. He wanted to eat them so badly today, the memory of them made his mouth water. No chance of that though cause his parents weren't going to feed him such delicacies. He'll most likely get slop for breakfast. The thought of it, made his stomach grumble in sadness. He got up and sat in bed for a while before he showered. " Dylan! Where are you? Dylan, Mom made you some breakfast!" "Huh?! .... Coming Dad I'll be down in a sec." He walked down the stairs into the kitchen. He was greeted by a smiling, bruise- covered Audrey and a normal Harold. Audrey set a plate on the table for Dylan. It contained sunny-side up eggs, a few pieces of bacon, a hash brown and a biscuit. A glass of juice lay awaiting Dylan promising sweetness. He stared at both of them in shock and walked over to his seat. He sat there staring at his plate trying to figure out if it was a dream or not. " Well Dylan are you going to eat your food or not? It's getting cold and Audrey here, worked very hard to make you that scrumptious food." " What's the matter honey? Is there something wrong with the food? Is it not what you were expecting? I'll make you something else if you don't want to eat that." Harold stopped Audrey and looked straight at Dylan. " No, Audrey let him learn to eat what is given to him. Does our food not satisfy you, Dylan?" Dylan awoke from his trance and stabbed the eggs with his fork. Golden yolk flowing out of the egg. He jammed them inside his mouth in a good enough serving and savored them. ~ Delicious!~ " It's delicious, Mom! It's so good! I think I ate it too fast cause now my stomach hu- His insides started spilling out of him. Bits of the food he consumed came pouring out. Dylan felt like someone had punched him in the stomach so hard that vomit came out. His stomach felt like it was getting squeezed so tightly he could barely move. Every move he made left him a terrible- cutting pain. " H-help m-m-me. P-please!" His parents stood motionless with twisted expressions on their faces. They left him to fend for himself. Dylan tried to get up but continuously slipped on his waste.
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Innocent Thing
Mystery / ThrillerDylan is a normal boy trying to forget his past and his present. Unlike Dylan, Levi is a spoiled rich kid who has tired of his many girls and is searching for a new kind of adventure, the only problem with him is that he feels lonely. How will their...
