Crowded (18+)

A short story that depicts the new world's several issues through a a new reality. Crowded was created to play with phobias and concepts and flesh them out, to create a mature story about the fear's a lot of people go through.

"Mother" Eli nodded at his mother as he sat down by the table; or what was pretending to be his mother, with white, long hair covering it's sickly pale skin, grin as wide as a clown, creasing at it's black bulging eyes. "Father" He shakily nodded at his father; a replica of the man he'd been raised by, grey strands sticking out of his bald head with something red dripping down from the strands past his black eyes to his sickening smile, so wide, with jagged, yellow teeth. "su evol ouy tnod?" He lowered his gaze to the unappetizing food in front of him. Chicken and rice. It wasn't that it was bad, or it'd gone bad, but when you ate the same thing every day for years upon years, you kind of get tired of it. He did have periods of eating solely pasta. Or Ramen. Or whatever else his mind decided it'd focus on for a month. "Thank you for the food" He lifted his fork in the air like a cheer and dug in