I did. It happened on christmas of '98. I was sleeping peacefully, when all of a sudden I smelled the distinctive scent of breakfast meat. At frist, I though I was dreaming but then I realized I wasn't. I was lying there on my bed next to a pack of freaking pork sausages about this long and that wide. No one has any idea of how the meat could have gotten there in the first place, and quite honestly what it was doing there. Everything happens for a reason I guess.
Although I was feeling hungry, I couldn't fource myself to eat the mysterious sausage. Its eyes staring deep into my face and wanting me to take a bite out of it. I insisted and decided to refrigerate the meat.
The next morning, it was gone.
No one knows where this mysterious wandering meat went or what it was doing at my house in the first place. To this day, I refuse to acknowledge the existence of this haunting piece of sausage and make myself believe it was all a dream
2006-07-20
15:43:41
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Jakeline V
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