The Haunted Ship

The story would begin on a ship. It was a fine day nothing of real danger was occuring exept the occasional sea-sickness. I was seeing through the life of the person ahead of making the food

The first thing I had to do was get a creature that resembeled a charmander to agree to be made into chips. It begged me not to do such a thing as tears streamed down the creatures eyes. I slightly chuckled looking at it as the lesser creature it is compared to me. It finally agreed knowing I would not stop untill it just gave up.

The next thing I had to do was get a creature that resembeled a bulbasour to be made into the dip for the chips that would be eaten with the 'charmander'. It was begging pathetically like the last one I silently nodded ignoring its many pleas of mercy as it ended I asked him if he agreed or not, I did not really care because it would happen either way. It disagreed and nearly went to the threat of violence before I pointed a fire-arm at it and forced the thing to agree like the pathetic wretch it is compared to me.

After that happened I remembered seeing Me with a razor slashing down the 'Charmander's' back. Tears were streaming down its eyes as I cut thin layers from its flesh. It was neering the bone. There was no gore because I was five and did not understand the anatomy of a living creature thinking that we are completly made up of whats on our exterior which I know is fake now of course.

I beleive i repressed the memory of making the dip because of the level of brutality involved.

In the end I remember enjoying the meal i made from the two creatures who were most definately sentiant and not regretting a thing. honestly I still dont the chips and dip were amazing.

This was most likely a dream about cannabalism though the lesser mind of a five year old would perceive it as senteint creatures because the idea of a human eating another human is far to alien for the small minds they possess. This concludes my article I do hope you have enjoyed it.