Snakes, Bones and the Occasional Embryo, Part 1

   Hello, this blog post is the first of many, and I just wanted to give all of the readers a little info on what is happening. On this Blog I will be posting at least twice a week, one of the posts will be a part of the book I am working on titled Page2, and the second will be a review on a piece of literature that I am dealing with at that time. I will try to keep you guys updated on the upload schedule. Now here is Part 1 of the book.

Chapter 1.    Snakes, Bones and the Occasional Embryo 

Part 1

She looked me in the eyes, and that is when I knew she was good. Sometimes I thought she was trying to convince me she was evil. This thought made questions race through my mind.  Why had she killed my mother and my father, but left me? Why had she seen it right to take me here, and not leave me to rot in my home?  Where were we? How long has it been since my parents died?

“I’m hungry,” was all I could manage to say.

I thought to myself “I’m so stupid! I had so many other options, to curse at her, to beg her for my life, or to question her, and I chose to say that”.

“Well then, why don’t we fix that,” She said in a snide snicker voice. That reminded me of how much I hated her.

I watched as she walked toward the kitchen in this minuscule cabin, probably in the middle of nowhere. How I got there, I have no idea. I could see her coming back from the kitchen with what looked like a dead squirrel without hair. She handed it to me and gave me one of those “looks good doesn’t it” looks that made me feel even queasier because she actually ate this gruesome cuisine.

“There you go the finest cuisine west of the Knotr hills.” My captor spoke.

“You, You, You expect me to eat that.” I said in a disgusted tone because who knows what it is.

“Why yes haven’t you ever eaten a pig embryo?”

“THIS IS A PIG EMBRYO!!” I scream.

“Why yes, what else would you like to eat.” She sounded as if she was truly interested.

“Well what about hotdogs, hamburgers, or pizza, you know normal people food, not some exotic garbage.” I quickly explained to her hoping she had an alternative.

She looked at me in disgust and then gave me a look telling me: eat this or you will suffer far worse than watching your parents die.

*Gulp* I looked at the embryo and decided it might taste like pork or something scrumptious. I took a big bite out of it.

“Ugh, no this is gross this tastes like a pig threw up mud on a piece of bacon.” I said to myself.  It was horrible but I had to fill my stomach with something. I also had to put on a show.  After a while of eating I finally gulped back the final piece of the tiny hooves. I was finally finished with this horrendous item of food. At least I was no longer hungry and frightened.