One day, a boy named Charles was home alone. His parents had to work the night shift so yes, he was alone. Charles looked at the clock that read 6:00 pm. This was the time mother and father told him to have supper. For dinner: spaghetti and meatballs. This was Charles favorite. He had warmed up the spaghetti and stopped and thought. He was a homosexual, and having pleasurable anal with random objects was something he thoroughly enjoyed. Charles really had a fork feddish. He went to a drawer that was in the kitchen and picked up a "flauta" (😆) of forks. He had then shoved each consecutive utensil into his anus.He moaned in agony due to the pain, but no one could hear him. Charles found this action as a "sexual excellence" and had another idea. The spaghetti had finished cooking. He took the cuisine and shoved all the noodles into his fork-impaled butthole. After that action, he shoved the meatballs into his mouth and pretended it was a penis. But the reaction of the material in the forks and the spaghetti had a force that was to strong for poor Charles' body. He had then exploded due to all of the objects he had penetrated himself with. The forks flew everywhere around the household and a combination of blood and spaghetti sauce covered everything. Charles had died. No one had heard of him again, but when his parents got home they started to moonge (probably spelled wrong) the body. After that, they started to consume the dead body. Finally, the family had taken the forks scattered around the house and committed suicide. No one was heard of again...
