It was a new year. A new me. I thought things would be different this time. But they weren't. They were worse. The man kept playing his unspeakable music. I begged, I pleaded for him to stop. But he just laughed. My stomach growled. I knew I needed to nourish it with the warmth of food. Oh my god. Not again. Jennifer put a pineapple right on her screen. It was terrifying. But it was new me. I just stared at her and she smiled. I unplugged her computer. New year, new me.
