''Nothing, you like nothing I feed you! Peas, greens, fruits you hate it all! All you like is junk food and that will make you fat!'' yelled an angry mother at her seven year old son. Her son retaliated with a you don't love me and stormed off. The next day had the same tone. Sammy (the son) didn't like what she made and she gave him a lecture. The next day would have followed the same pattern if it wasn't Monday. Sammy's day was normal. Math, reading, writing then finally lunch and recess. During recess the boy's mind was clouded by anger and hatred and he cooked up a devilish dinner. That night, the mother was home first and was preparing dinner when he came home. His eyes were covered with a veil of darkness and his hands filled with a can-like container. Finally he spoke ''Here mom I made this at school.'' the sound of his voice sent shivers down her spine. She nervously opened the beating container. Out came a wave of worms and larva. They flew into her mouth and flooded her body. She was only conscious long enough to see his veil lift and reveal a face of pure darkness. His eyes were pitch black and his mouth curved to a smile. The next day, she was still alive but quite distorted. Her hair was like straw, her body was a mass or flesh covered with worms and larva, and her face once soft and supple was now an eyeless, noseless monstrousity. Her ears were still intact to hear the door open and close. She heard mention of black-eye peas. Then a pop where here eyes were. She felt hundreds of tiny fork points jabbing into her body. Then she heard a wisper in her ear. A faint look mommy you're dinner.
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