So, things have taken a turn for the worse. Or should I say WORST. You see, we sort of, um, well...we ran out of squirrels. People panicked! This is totally not my fault! I mean, just because I shot most of them yesterday, and chopped down all their homes, and frightened every living thing within fifty miles away, doesn't mean I'm to blame! ...Right? Either way. We have to figure out what we are going to do! I mean, my family has FIVE people in it. That's a lot of mouths to feed! I suppose the only solution is to make it four. Hmmm... It has to be fair, you know, no one person has more of a chance then another. What about...drawing straws? No, that's dumb. I've got it! We will draw names out of a hat! Let's see, one "Dad", one "Mom", one "Sarah", and two "Benny"!
...what? You didn't actually think I'd put my OWN name in, did you? Are you crazy? I am NOT getting eaten first. And besides, Benny is pretty much useless! He's a surly 12 year old. He does NOTHING. My older sister Sarah, at least helps me with the dishes sometimes! Anywho, lets hope it doesn't come to this, but if it does...well, let's just say I won't be upset if Benny's name is pulled.
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The Quarantine: A Diary
FantasyThe world has shut down. All because of some random disease! I decide I'm not going to just sit here, waiting to die. I am going to take over. Note: This story is COMPLETELY comical. It is not meant to offend, or insult, anyone. If you are offen...
