I have a year old sandwich in my room,
Her name is Patricia.
Over the past year, we have became good friends. Shes really special to me because she's the first friend I've ever had after I started to become awkward and turn into the weird kid. She's always been there for me and Ive always been there for her. She smells a little funky but don't tell her I said that. Recently though, I think she's been a little jealous I've been getting closer to the moldy pizza on my nightstand, and becoming friends with the candy wrappers under my bed. She hasn't gotten to know my other friends yet so I guess shes assuming they're bad people and want to take me away from her. I'm planning to introduce her to them soon though so she can notice how nice they are. I don't want Patricia to feel alone or anything, but I also want more friends which she's trying to prevent me from having. Slowly though, she's been disappearing. The bugs are starting to find her. I have to put her on my nightstand or under my bed, the only two places not covered in dirty laundry, where shell be forced to meet my friends, or I have to move her to my dark scary spooky shadowy closet that I haven't opened in years. I've already told her that I want her to meet my friends soon but she refused and said that she wasn't ever going to meet them. I'm starting to get really worried. She'll have to go in the dark scary spooky shadowy closet that I haven't opened in years if she doesn't move to my nightstand or go under my bed. I'm afraid that's what's going to happen though. I decided tomorrow I'm just going to have to pick her up and put her in one of the other spots. I just don't want her to go in the dark scary spooky shadowy closet. I really hope she understands and she won't stop being my friend after this.
I'm really sorry, Patricia. Its for the best.