How long will they
keep me from nourishment?
It's been
three days.
Don't they know I'll become
ravenous?
Maybe they want me ravenous.
Set me up for
failure. A little game.
I'll play this game, but they won't win.
Maybe I'll just eat one of their friends.
Just tear a chunk out of someone's neck.
The thought is making my saliva come. I swallow and wait.
Excerpt from Abigail
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
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