I didn’t wake up in my bed today

My stomach is screaming at me. I’m so hungry it hurts I roll over. I sit up and put my feet on the cold floor. Something intrigues my nose. A scent slipped in. Sweet. I can see my meal right there, waiting for me. My mouth floods with warm saliva. I walk over and take a bite. So sweet. It runs down my face and I grin. There’s a commotion but I don’t care. I’m eating. Screaming. Horrified. Why do they look scared? I’m feeding.

I’m ripped away by massive hands. Screaming. I don’t care. I got my fill.

They take me.

My meal doesn’t stop screaming. So sweet.