Sad story of cheese

This is a sad story of cheese Note I am up really early all I wanted to do was eat chez ;-;

My POV 

It was 5am and I was hangry like I usually am. So I got confidence and went into the dark kitchen! On a mission to find a snack as my fat feet stomped quickly to the fridge. 

I opened the cold fridge to be met with mouthwatering food. But what to pick?

My eyes slowly make their way down to the not bottom but one above the bottom draw. I open the draw and see...STRING CHEESE!! (A/n: this is so stupid..) 

I pick up the string cheese trying to silence the plastic. I made my way back to my room, cheese in hand. 

I had completed only half of the mission...I was still starving! 

I quickly opened the package as quickly as I could to not make to much noise! I had opened the package and carefully slipped my hand inside to grab the snack I had sneaked. 

But little did I know there were a few more problems! How loud the cheese was when torn apart! And opening the cheese itself! 

I (yet again) quickly tore the cheese apart- well tried to! The cheese looked as if they were stuck! I tried again but they kept tearing each other! 

I had given into the cheeses non-sense, and slowly started to peal of the top of the cheese...Knowing cheese like this wouldn't be as good if not torn apart...

The cheeses stubbornness had led to its own demise...of a unsatisfying death. 

The paper on the cheese still stuck. I don't think it'll ever let go...