I'm a poptart on the run. I am deathly afraid of toasters and refuse to ever go near one. There is this crazy girl I know that is addicted to poptarts and she is stalking me. I think she knows where I am and is going to tell people where I am and they are going to eat me. I'm scared. I am a vanilla frosted - rainbow sprinkled poptart that wants to LIVE!!!!!! On my god, I just remembered, she loves rainbows. HELP!