​Gut-less

She was GUTLESS. A tiny bowl of worms in her body that only swallowed what she allowed it. Those worms would vibrate loudly if she did not feed them. They would eat her alive if she did not follow their instructions. She yearned for the poison. Begging her mother for it every night than to lay beside the hogged tree. She cut a big circle and placed the worms in a cold metal baking sheet. Turned the oven on 350° and waited 20 minutes. The worms turned into a grey and pink-veined monster that slowly consumed her by the wicked feet she was born with. She looked outside the foggy glass one last time into her backyard. Nobody was even outside.