My nerves are frayed and my head pulses with the piercing pain of being awake for over forty seven hours. Jojo, my pet bunny, lurks in the shadows of a pine tree. His beady eyes glistening with hunger and wariness. I can't fight the stinging of the tears pressing in on my eyeballs. Jojo is my only friend here in the middle of this barren forest, he knows it just as well as I do. My heart races with fear and panic, clenching tighter every second I think of the pain I may cause him. Focus, my mind screams at me, but still anxiety-fueled sweat dampens my palms. The spear in my hand slips a little but I tighten my grip, using it's solidity to ground myself. A crunch to my left draws my attention. Jojo is gnawing on a fallen leaf, his fat jowls vibrating with the movement. My jaw clenches, his last meal and he choses a leaf? I always knew my bunny wasn't smart. He's grown fat and slow over the years and it's no wonder that it's finally come to this. I've hauled this bag of meat around for years, feeding him more than I ate myself; subconsciously I must have known that this was coming. All my life and his we've been roaming these woods, but soon it'll only be me and the silent nights. No longer will I listen to his stomach drag across the underbrush when he hops. I will be completely alone in my never ending hell, but I deserve it. I deserve so much more, but I won't live long enough to take every punishment headed my way. I am comforted by the thought that even in death I may pay for my crimes. An eery silence falls over the clearing and I know that the spirits of my fallen villagers are watching me. They all know that my time to join them is near. Their screams amplify in my mind, ringing their anguish throughout my hollow husk of a body. ~|Flashback|~ My teeth, like every other warrior of my village, is filed into lethal knives and I use them now to rip apart a five year old boy. His blood floods my mouth, bittersweet and addictive. My bloodlust clouds my rationality; the beast is free tonight. An animalistic howl slices through the night and I know it's from me. It vibrates in my chest and I listen to its hungry call. The villagers I have watched struggle and grow surround me. They're frozen in horror. My chest heaves, drawing their stunned gazes to my blood splattered breasts. Little do they know that by the time this is over I will bathe in their life blood. I will roll in their severed limbs and dance on their ashes. Those who try to run, I shoot with a well aimed arrow. Those who cry, shudder as I lick up their tears. Those who fight, squirm on the end of my crimson blade. All screams end in gurgles and gasps as their blood runs free. I continue until no one is left to lick away my own tears. They cannot see the humanity reenter my body, how my soul cracks and splinters under the weight of my actions. All that is left is my precious Jojo. ~|End Flashback|~ By the time I come back to myself, Jojo is pierced through and through with a sharpened stick. His blood drips down my chin as my razor sharp teeth slice through his flesh and muscles. I eat it all. Every last juicy morsel. Then, I lay down. I cuddle up to his picked clean bones and I let the wolves tear me to pieces. Jojo's squeals and gurgles echo in my mind until I fade away. I feel no pain only satisfaction as the souls of my villagers swarm over me.
FairyTale challenged me to write better than him in an hour about eating a bunny! /).(\ was it that bad? /.o