A story by daniel Wade.
Carolyn dropped the pan on the white linoleum floor.  She would not have done this if she had not been pondering why some people are so ignorant.  Carolyn did not like Oklahoma drivers, especially ones that were in and around central Arkansas.  She just could not figure out why there were so many cars from Oklahoma traveling towards Little Rock, even at 9:30 p.m. on a Sunday night.  �It�s insane,� she mumbled to herself.  As she picked up her pan, she saw her eggs and sausage under the counter, taken over by a few dust bunnies.  Her dog was pawing at it vigorously, but she stepped in and stopped Aaron from getting to her food.  Carolyn then scooped her food up onto a plate and began adding condiments.  She raised a fork full of egg, dust, bone, and glass to her mouth, but just the, the phone rang.  Normally she would have kept on eating, but her old phone was broken and the only one she had made this annoying meowing sound, much like a cat, only for extended periods of time.  She picked up her phone, only to drop it because of the slipperiness of her hands, due to the eggs.  �Owww!!! That hurt my ear!�  She quickly picked up the phone and replied, �I�m sorry.  I dropped the phone.�  As this conversation went on, she became more and more interested in what they were trying to sell her.  �I�ll take your offer!� she screamed out.  After packing up her belongings, she moved out to California.  �So, when does the space shuttle take off?� she asked.  �Must you ask that every hour?� said the man in the black jumpsuit, �And why do you think we�re going anywhere on a spaceship?�  �Well, how else are we supposed to get up to that comet in the sky?� she calmly asked.  The man grumbled something to himself as he turned and walked away, very irate.  She didn�t want to feel left out, so she went and bought a black jumpsuit and some black Nike�s.  For the next few days, she had to develop a taste for pudding.  This was on of the few tasks that this group required.  In a week, she got her pudding with a strange topping on it.  �What is this?� she asked.  �It�s a �flavor enhancer� for your pudding,� said the man in the black jumpsuit, �Just mix it in and eat it.�  Carolyn took her pudding into the next room and quickly ate it up.  After a little bit, she started feeling queasy, so she decided to go and lay down on her bunk bed.  She passed away several hours later.  They found her body, along with many others, next to an empty Snak-Pak.  Her group�s tradgedy was heavily covered on the news and their website was later shut down.  -daniel Wade
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