I was awoken by the sound of Lewis slurping his orange juice, I swiftly slapped the juice from his hands and pushed him to the floor.
"Brandon! Stawp it!" he screamed whilst I whipped out my large, long pencil and began to draw a picture of the scene. Lewis then pulled out a rather large AK-47 and began to shoot me in the face. I grabbed the samurai sword I just so happened to have on my body and slit his fat throat. I then grabbed the gun from his cold dead hands and began to furiously masticate a slice of chocolate cake.
Oh god! It tastes so nice! I thought as I ate the delicacy. I licked the crumbs around Lewis' dead carcass and started to slice his body into small chunks of human meat. He put the chunks into freezer bags and sent them to Oxfam.