Change of Perspective

Cookies, giant cookies.

I'm so hungry...
Then find food.
But I don't wanna climb...
Then stop whining.
But I'm so hungry...and the food smells so good...
Shut up! Please!
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Thank-
Hungry...
I hate you.
You are me.
I know, and I wish I wasn't.
What's that supposed to mean?
I wish we weren't the same person.
Yeash, hurtful.
You deserve it.
I am offended by your attitude.
Good.
Why am I still talking to you?
You can stop whenever you feel like it.
Fine then, I will.
OK.

I crossed my arms and huffed. Why did I have to be so negative?

My stomach growled again.

"I know, I'm looking for food."

Surprisingly, there were no cookies or tacos sitting on the floor for me. I look up at the numerous giants around me. Most of them were eating pizza.
Mmmm, pizza.

I shake my head and ignore the growling.

"Just drop some pepperoni, or some chips, or your pizza, I'm not picky."

My feet drag as the energy leaves me. Slowly I grow weak, eventually I won't be able to stand, and then I will fall to my knees screaming "why?" As a foot descends to put me out of my misery.

OK, maybe that's a tad dramatic.

I hear a crunch, and little rocks hit me from behind. Startled I turn around to look at what hurt me. My mouth drops in awe.
Cookie...
Don't.
Yummy.
At least look to see of anyone will see you.
Yummyness, cookie...
I'm doing a mental facepalm right now. I know you aren't paying attention.
Cookie...
We had sex last night!
Coo- what?
Nothing, just said you might want to see if anyone's paying attention to the thing before you launch yourself at it.
That's not what you just said.

I sigh before checking to see if it was safe to gorge on the cookie. No one was moving toward it so I assumed it was. My brain shut off as soon as I tasted to cookiely goodness.
Hey, you still there?
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No?
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Urg, why do I even bother?
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How are you even eating this thing?
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Are you full yet?
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Apparently not.
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So...what's after this?
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I don't know self, maybe we should find someone that doesn't look deadly.
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Oh, good idea! Should we look for a boy or girl?
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Well, a girl might treat us like a doll, but a guy doesn't seem to be that careful if James is anything to go off of.
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Well, all the guys you knew were pretty cool, and not all of these kids should be like James, so, guy?
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Yeah.
What'd i miss?
You ate the whole cookie?
Yeah.
...nothing, just...nothing.
So, we're looking for a guy?
Yep.
Alright.

I walked under the tables, avoiding feet and any other falling food, unfortunately there were no more cookies.

Dread started to fill me, the bell would probably ring soon. Not only would it make my ears ring for a few minutes, but it also would cause a whole stampede of deadly feet. Also, I did want to be here next period, so I'd have to find someone to at least hang onto.

I feel like there should be a song to insert here

*I'll hold onto you...*

"So...who wants to be my taxi-"

Hands on ears. Oh my gosh, why? My head...the ringing.

I open my eyes and grab the nearest shoelace I could find. My heart pounded as I frantically clambered onto the top of the surface.
You better hope they don't look down and see you.
Shut up, just shut up, I can't even hear anything but the ringing right now.
OK, OK.

I crawl under their pants leg though, I really just wanted to curl up and sleep right now.

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