Posted on January 1, 1  •  One minute  • 91 words

I was driving to the store in my dad’s old car and black widow spiders kept walking on me. Luckily I had my cat, Muffin, with me and she ate them because she is half Sergal. Then I found myself in an operating room because my brain was apparently smooth on the inside - the wrinkles were only a surface feature. They cut a chunk out of my brain and I forgot my childhood memories. The brain chunk looked tasty and it had wrinkles throughout. I don’t remember anything after that.