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Packed Lunch

The Packed Lunch is a story written by Dead Girl XXx. It’s about a girl who meets a new kid at school whose mother packs a lunch for her every day.

Packed Lunch

I ran to school as fast I could. It was almost time for the bell to ring. Luckily, I made it in time. I was never late to school. The bad thing was, my best friend didn’t come to school that day.

I had nothing to do during lunch, so it was really boring. I had some other kids to hang out with, but they were always talking amongst themseles, so they didn’t include me in the conversation most of the time. I was just roaming around the school when I saw a little girl sitting far away from the others. SHe was all alone, eating her lunch. She looked so lonely that I thought I would try to make friends with her.

“Hey there, what’s your name,” I said, sitting down beside her.

She stopped eating and looked at me.

“I’m Daisy,” She replied quietly.

“Why are you sitting here alone?” I asked her.

“I’m new here,” she said. “I just came to this school a few days ago and I don’t have any friends.”

“Oh,” I said, looking at what she was eating. “Cute lunch. Did you make it yourself? It looks delicious.”

The lunch box she was holding in her hand was filled to the brim with meat.

“No. My mom prepares a packed lunch for me every day,” she said. “Do you want to try it?”

The girl took a piece of meat out of the lunch box and handed it to me. I ate it. It tasted awesome.

“Wow! I’ve never tasted something this good!” I said, surprised.

She looked delighted. “Really? Thank you!” she said. “I’ll ask my mom to make a packed lunch for you tomorrow!”

I agreed. She smiled brightly. I smiled back at her. I was looking forward to the lunch.

When I got home after school, I received a text message from my best friend saying that she was sick and would not be able to go to school the next day. I felt really down, but then again, I wouldn’t be lonely. I had a new friend to talk with during lunch hour.

The following day, I ran down the stairs during lunch period. I was starving for my new friend’s lunch. She was waiting for me at the bench where we met the other day.

“Here’s the packed lunch my mom made for you,” she said cheerfully.

“Thanks!” I said, already licking my lips. When i opened the lunch box and looked inside, the smell of freshly-cooked meat filled the air. It looked really delicious. I stabbed my fork into a piece of meat, blew on it and shoved it into my mouth. It was even tastier than it had been the previous day. I wondered how her mother learned to cook such delicious food.

“Thanks, really! It’s a great meal!” I said.

“Do you want to come over to my house?” she asked.

“Of course!” I said.

That day, after school had finished, I called my mom and told her that I would be home later than usual. Daisy lived quite far from my place and there were very few houses on her block. The house looked nice from the outside but, when we walked inside, a pungent smell caught my nose. It was so overpowering, but Daisy didn’t seem to notice and I didn’t want to embarrass her by mentioning it.

She led me to the kitchen and the horrible smelling grew even worse. I had to hold my breath. She asked me to sit down, so I sat on a chair.

The disgusting smell was driving me crazy. What kind of house is this? I thought to myself. There was a bowl sitting on the table. I peered into it and something began creeping me out. In the bowl there were some big, sloppy, brown meat-like things.

“Have you ever tasted tongue?” Daisy asked.

“Tongue?” I said, confused.

“Yes. Roasted tongue.” She said, smiling. “It’s the best taste of all.”

“No thanks,” I replied. “That sounds gross. Maybe we can just have some of the meat we ate for lunch today?”

“OK, no problem,” she smiled. Then, Daisy opened the refrigerator. A foul smell came forth. When Daisy stepped back, I was horrified to see what was lying inside. It was the half-eaten body of a woman. Flesh and skin had been sliced off the legs and arms. Her dead face just stared into oblivion.

“Oh I’m sorry,” said Daisy. “I forgot to introduce you. Meet my mom!”

(Scaryforkids, I really hope this story get posted in here. All the other stories are great :) Good luck to all and please I wish my story gets posted too :) Hope you like it!)

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