Since I'm bored, more Hunger

CHAPTER 2

“It’s those same people from before.”

“And I still don’t smell anything.”

“Why do we even need anymore? I’m full and it’s not worth the trouble.”

“What if we don’t find anymore until one of us goes mad?”

“Don’t you worry. The next town is supposed to be some kind of refuge for humans.”

“A platter.”

“Yes,” the first one hissed.

Once again we survived due to dumb luck. We also learned something that would shake up what we thought about the world.

“A refuge?”

“What did I tell you about being too hopeful?”

“What did I tell you about being a little ass?” My sister retorted. That shut me up. “So what should we do?”

“We should go,” I said. I didn’t say that I didn’t want to check it out, but they were still surprised by my suggestion.

“We should!” A predictable answer from my brother.

“Hey, hey! Now wait a second! Let’s think this out,” my sister said, “If they are going that way, then we should head the other way.”

“But this could be an opportunity to-“

“An opportunity to meet people who won’t want another mouth to feed.”

Her logic made me sick, as it was usually me making these kinds of statements.


I had convinced her to let us go to the refuge, if that was what it was. The graffiti changed themes suddenly. They weren’t as “humorous.” They seemed like a crazy person or someone with a hidden message wrote them.

“RIGHT THIS WAY.”

Even though it seemed insane, it struck me as comical that someone would take the time to write something so mad in such a bleak world.

“What are you smiling for?” And it was quickly turned into an emotionless straight line. My sister didn’t even look at me. She was far past the realization of me being an “ass.”

All we could do is walk on. The graffiti was more of the same. It couldn’t even capture enough curiosity to read it. I wondered what I could do to amuse myself. Whistle? No. At most that would annoy my siblings, which could cause some pleasure, but I was sure that something else could be more fun and not bother them.

Fantasy? Perhaps. The only problem with making up an enjoyable situation was the eventual depression afterward.

I ended up picking up my feet, and putting them back down. This activity gave me exercise and did not cause depression. A perfect activity, no?


When we got to the town all we found were bodies. There were dozens of them. I found it hard to believe that the group of three did all this. My suspicion was confirmed when I realized that some of the bodies were more decomposed than the others. Some of the people had been killed a month ago, while on body, a woman, was still wet from her sweat and blood.

“My lord…”

My sister was looking at a child. He was fresh also, right off the metaphorical plate. My brother was staring wide-eyed.

“Hey! Food!” I could only try and divert their attention from the corpses. They slowly pulled their gazes from the boy, and onto the boxes of untouched food.

“It really was a refuge…” My brother said in a melancholy tone. I walked over to one of the boxes and pulled out a can of peaches. I tried to cheer them up with hopeful words of large meals and bright days, but they knew just as well as I did that we would have to eat our food slowly and in small portions. Maybe I could give them a feast just this once…

CHAPTER 3

I always seemed to be the leader of our group. My older sister never seemed to officially hand over the role, but when I started finding food and making risks that no one else dared to make, it just seemed to be implied. Nevertheless, my sister gave my brother simple orders, and made criticizing remarks towards my decisions. I suppose that she had the right to, considering the lack of an announcement concerning the transition of power.

“So, where do we go now?”

“I don’t know. Where do you want to go?”

“Someplace with people.”

Again my brother had to ruin a perfectly normal conversation. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. He was too hopeful, too expectant. He though that my sister and I could do anything with a bit of effort. We could even make people appear out of thin air, apparently.

“How ‘bout something practical…like Hollywood.”

“Hey! Yeah…Let’s go to Hollywood!” And it was decided.

“So, we’re here, and Hollywood is…here” I point to the dot. It was meaningless to my brother. My sister and I walked, and he followed. We could be heading towards the North Pole, and he would follow and be just as hopeful as always.

“Ok, so let’s go!”

“Now wait a sec’, we need to figure out how we are going to bring all of this food to Hollywood. We’re 200 miles away!” There’s my hopeful logic.

“We’re going to have to get something to carry the food from those people.”

My sister was sitting in the corner. We were both shocked to hear her speak, and my brother was obviously not happy with her decision.

“You’re right.” It was an unspoken decision to let him watch the food while we scavenged amongst the bodies.


We found four backpacks, six plastic bags, and on hundred thirty-six thoughts of suicide.

“Who’s going to take the extra backpack?” It was a meaningless question, with an obvious answer. Of course I would be burdened with the weight of a small backpack; I was already carrying the responsibilities of this “family”. She handed the backpack to me, and we began out 200-mile walk.


We were 100 miles away when we saw them again. I couldn’t tell if they were the same ones, but the group of three seemed just as dysfunctional as before. I was hiding behind a tree this time. I preferred bushes.

“Where exactly are we going?” said the third one.

“Anywhere with people is fine with me.”

“But do we have any goals?”

“Yeah, eating.”

I’ve never heard them laugh before. It was more of a hiss or a cackle. Whatever it was, it was disgusting. Those things didn’t deserve happiness. They took lives from countless people to supply themselves with comfort. Their whole kind was disgusting.

One night my sister told us a story about them. I didn’t enjoy it very much. It was about some person named “Dracula.” It didn’t seem to have much relevance to today, but I rather liked the ending.

((I apologize for the several typos. Please point any out. I fixed some of the ones below, but I'd rather just be lazy and fix them in my actual copy and let you guys change it in your heads. If anyone's reading. *echo* *loneliness*