Chapter 1

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You were making your way to your favorite store (of choice) as you had run out of your favorite food of all time. Macaroni. You couldnt live without your macaroni. The soft creamy, cheesy texture. The way it just melted in your mouth. The warmth as it slid down your throat in a nice mushy pile..

Maybe you shouldn't get so soggy over macaroni. You continue your walk. After a few turns and missteps, you finally make it. You dont speak to anyone as you only have one mission. To get that macaroni. You zip through the aisles, ignoring anything that could possibly hinder your search. You see the shelf. You see the yellow that is usually on the box of macaroni. You dive for the gold. You miss.

There weren't any boxes there. What you saw was a result of you constantly coming back and getting only one thing. Now you only have that one thing stuck in your mind forever and always. You had a hallucination due to you not accepting the macaroni being sold out. Now you lay on the floor. You had fainted. It was cold,but you had soon gotten used to it. You had accepted death at this point. Without macaroni, you were only a husk.

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