Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25622972-20141106172525

Skin Chips 



April 25, 1995



I was around 10 years old at the time. My mother, who had worked at the poorly managed local minimarket, had always brought home these large bags of chips that were produced by a nearby factory. The bags always being labeled as, “Chips,” Pretty bland and uninteresting name, right? They had always had a hard candy-like coating. I had always been a very mischievous kid. I used to sneak into the kitchen at midnight and take the chips from the top of the shelf! I usually got caught though. The bags of the delicious chips being scattered around my floor. Crumbs running along the wrinkles on my bed sheets. I was living the life at the time, despite my room being a literal dumpster. I practically lived off of these chips, no lie! 

July 26, 1995 

My mother and I started to notice the weight I was gaining. She always had to make some unnecessary comment to me like, “You should really stop eating so much, ” Or the best, “I can stop bringing those chips home if you put on any more weight.”. Taking my chips away? Oh no. No, no, no… those chips are mine! You’d have to be an inconsiderate bitch to take MY food away from me! Unfortunately, I said that out loud one day, and that really had an effect on my mother. She stopped buying the chips. I didn’t care that I was gaining weight! I didn’t give a damn! I was living the life! And she took that positive attitude away when she took... - My chips. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Me & my mother started to grow hostile towards each other after that incident. She started to work later shifts and I… well, I just stayed at home always rummaging around the kitchen to see if she had finally brought back any of those delicious treats. I was obsessed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I finally have had enough of the ‘no chips’. I took my mother’s wallet, not questioning why she left it there on the counter. I quickly unlocked the door- Oh boy was I excited! I felt my heart racing as soon as I took the first step outside. I just WANTED those chips! I started to jog down the streets that led me to the local minimarket. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">As soon as I reached the minimarket, I took no chances and walked inside. Proudly holding my mother’s wallet, I reached the, “Snack / Chips” isle. I quickly take a few steps into the isle. There it was, “Chips,” I had read out loud, quickly taking two bags of ‘Salt & Vinegar’ flavored chips. I had walked my way down to the checkout lane; there only being one. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“That’s strange?” I had thought to myself. You see my mother worked as the cashier, but she’s not here? Maybe she got promoted? That was my least concern at the moment though.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I eventually finish checking out, handing the woman a 10$ bill who looked as if she was in her 30s or early 40s. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I ran to my room, throwing myself on the bed as soon as I reached it. Oh boy… here it is! I grab out the first bag of chips and tearing them open. I plunge my hand into the bag, and grab a handful of the chips and shove them into my mouth. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Something is off with these chips this time… As soon as I started to chew on them they tasted as if somebody had burnt them several times, and they were almost impossible to chew on.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I spit out the chips, and grab the other bag thinking that the previous bag was just possibly wrongly made. I tear the next bag open and do the same without thinking. I close my eyes as I chew down… the same taste and texture?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I try my best to swallow the chips that were somewhat almost grinded into pieces. I get up from my bed thinking that I only POSSIBLY grabbed the wrong bags of chips.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Chips”... they were being discontinued. Reason: Not specified.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I was mental at this point over a bag of chips.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I quickly go back outside once again and I run down the streets. I wasn’t even sure how long it was going to take me to get to that factory, but what I do know is that--

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I reach the factory… Out of breath I quickly climb up the razor-like wired fence. As soon as I reach the top I feel a soft slicing sound coming from my thigh… the blood; it was rapidly streaming out of my upper thigh area…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I drop down; staying down to make sure the security cameras didn’t spot me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Mmph… I could feel my head getting lighter by the minute. I had to get in there. I was determined right then and there.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I reach the single rusted door… I quickly get up, stumbling back as I did. My leg… I could feel that I was about to lose consciousness due to the blood the was literally projecting out of me.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The whole factory reeked of rotten food supplies, and had a thick iron smell coming from all around the area.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I looked down, limping along the brown metal floor. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I slowly look up; only to find that there were bodies… skinned. Bodies…were being hung from large hooks. I saw several piles of skin-coats lying along the walls.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">It was gruesome… I quickly make my way into the other section of the factory. Not questioning why I was still there, I open the next door, I… I was… I don’t know how to correctly put this in words, but- What I saw, I can’t even put into words…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The skins of the human bodies were lying along a table. There was a bloodied knife on the right side of all the bodies… All of the bodies… they were cut into pieces… Mini Bite pieces… <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I don’t know what I saw on that day, but what I do know is-- NEVER go to a factory that sells discontinued food. <ac_metadata title="Review my Creepypasta: Skin Chips"> </ac_metadata>