Wrong Place, Wrong Time

First time going here, I don't know much about this website but I really look forward to being in this community.

Anyway, enough theatrics, this is a story I wrote a few months ago with some time on my hands.

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As I walked over to my hole and leaned on the corner in the wall that had my home in it, I couldn't help but notice the giant girls and boys that towered above me. Although from this angle, I could only see their shoes but even then, the shoes that they used to take their massive steps. For me, a single step of theirs would take me almost five minutes, maybe two if I ran.

I had long forgotten my friends and family after they went out of our hole to find food for us almost three years ago. I was only fourteen when that happened, leaving me less than a centimeter tall and alone. I had no one to talk to, no one to protect me, no one as my friend. Being all by myself for all this time took its toll on me. I started having conversations with whatever I could find in what was left in my house of only my bed and storage room. I think my dad carved it out one night when we arrived here when I was only ten after walking almost three months from the place I was born which was rumored to be torn down since it was abandoned for almost two years. Being here was my first experience with Giants, or as my mother called them, humans. She always talked about how they used to be friendly and kind to our kind. Until my father came in and butted in to tell me and my sister that humans weren't to be trusted. My mother would look at him weird and then head to the bedroom they stayed in. That's when both of them would argue in their room while my sister and I sat down in the living room to wait for them to come out.

I never really got to experience any woman that wasn't in my bloodline so the first time I saw a girl that was my age here, I was ecstatic. Unfortunately, one that was five years ago and I hadn't seen her since and number two, my parents as well as my other family traveling along with us told me that the ‘humans’ only want one thing from any of us. Our demise my father said. He always terrified me into believing anything he wanted. If I or anyone else would question him, he'd threaten to put us out in a seat known as the ‘shame chair’ where you'd be tied to the chair, unable to more while the giant humans walked around. You could scream all you want but they couldn't hear you. Fortunately, my father made sure you couldn't get crushed. That was the last thing any of us wanted back then.

It was eight am, right around the time that the Giants would come and take the seats that were seemingly half as tall as most them. Either way, both the humans walking around and their desks they sat in, towered high above me. I had to wait until ten o'clock till I could have a chance to get some food in me. These last few weeks, I've been running off of my food that I've collected from months now, picking up scraps from what little the human teenagers dropped while they are during class. Occasionally, while I waited, I would actually listen to the teacher who was a dark skinned woman who would walked around the whole classroom with her bare sandals. Even in my seven years here, the students may have changed but the teacher stayed the same. Her toes were painted all kinds of colors since I've seen her. When I would hang around the entrance of my home, I'd occasionally get a small whiff of her feet as she rested her foot on the wall, probably from walking around the classroom in the worn out sandals that she always wore here. I don't think I've ever seen her feet not covered in those shoes.

I learned proper English in my time alone, waiting for my opportunity to get food. I learned things like how much culture the human world had. My personal favorite book that the class read every year, around the same time, was Romeo and Juliet. It was a fascinating read but there were occasionally some students that would goof off in the back of the class where I was and cause a distraction. But after the second time of hearing the book being read three or four times a day, I began reciting quotes from it while I was making my meals. Shakespeare had such way with words. For a human as my father would say.

After an hour, class was dismissed with a loud and ear piercing bell that I could never get used to. The high pitched sound of it caused my ears to rattle with intensity and pain. Lots and lots of pain. But it was a short lived pain as when I opened my eyes, I saw that only the teacher remained, like usual. It was her period off and usually she would just sit at her desk but occasionally she'd get up and walk around but that'd pose too big of a threat to my safety. I'd run a very high risk of getting crushed or worse, spotted by the teacher that seemed stressed everyday of the week. She'd used me for anything to relieve her stress from the students in her class. Just thinking about that made my skin crawl and my stomach flip upside down. I even puked a tiny bit in my mouth but quickly sent it back down as I relaxed, like the teacher as she kicked off her sandals and sat in her desk miles away from where I was.

The teacher's name was Ms. Ramirez and she had been working at Gerald G. Harmon high school for almost seven years now and was beyond tired. “Seven down, twenty five to go.” She put her head down on her desk. She was only twenty nine and due to the seniority in the school, she was tossed in freshmen English class even though she wanted to work with the juniors in the school. Teaching them about her favorite writer of all time while they played on their phones was horrible to watch from the front of the class. It was one of the reasons she'd walk around the class and more specifically, hang out in the back of the class. Also to let her tired and hot soles touch the cool wall that the tiny, lonely man lived in. She had no idea that she shared her classroom with a tiny man and neither did her students. It would be best if they didn't know, for both parties.

Not all her students were terrible in her eyes though. Whenever she thought of perfect and model students, two girls came to mind. The first one was Marisa who was a light skinned Hispanic girl who would always have an innocent smile on her face on a daily basis. Her soft and beautiful face would always look like it was made of soft cotton balls that were dyed in very light brown. As her fashion went, it went with whatever Gaby, her best friend wore that day. Her shirts would usually consist of dress shirts that of a business outfit, as well as her skirts that she had. It would highlight all the perfect features of her body. As her shoes, it was between two things that she'd always wear. Her once bright and crystal clear white toms that had shown some obvious signs of sweat and dirt from walking around in them for almost a year. The other shoes she'd wear was her open toed shoes that showed off her somewhat skinny toes that she'd occasionally paint vibrant colors to reflect her playful and colorful personality.

The second girl was Marisa’s best friend since sixth grade, Gaby. She'd normally wear pumps that would give a tiny bit of height against Marisa. The pumps were made out of plastic on the inside and was treated to a wood like substance that would look like it was constantly fall off. This was actually the strange substance that the tiny man used to fix things that broke. As for the rest of her body, she'd always wear black, dress pants that slightly covered her bare heels when she wore the pumps. They'd make her stand out more in the crowd as one of the only girls in her class who wore pants. As she dressed in dress pants, it'd only make sense to wear dress shirts that were usually white and have buttons going up to the very top except Gaby would usually leave the top buttons undone so she could be tiny bit provocative to the boys of the school.

As I looked around to make sure it was safe, I noticed that the teacher was getting up from her chair and walking towards the door which was to the left of my home. Her footsteps shook the ground I was standing as she walked out the room. As soon as she was gone, I ran to the entrance of my door and looked around the room to make sure it was all clear. “Yes! I get breakfast early!” I yelled out as I ran to my backpack near the entrance and ran outside.

I knew exactly where I was heading too. Earlier at the first hour of school, I saw a tall blonde girl in open toed shoes drop some chips that she just ignored and left on the floor. I knew as I watched it fall, that it was gonna be my breakfast and maybe even the rest of my days meals. I would get to relax the rest of the day in my bed, hearing the loud footsteps of their massive forms drop and sink into the ground. But in the wall, surrounded by almost fifty feet of thick concrete relaxing on my bed, I could barely hear them walk around. Just thinking about it made me sigh with some relief that my tummy would be full. “Let's get to it.” I said to myself as I ran out the hole and headed out to the classroom that for my knowledge, was gonna be empty for a few minutes, plenty of time to grab the food and get back without getting caught. If only I had known what kinds of things would happen to me when I went outside. I would've stayed inside for the rest of the day.

As Marisa and Gaby were walking around the school to their next class, they noticed that their English teacher, Ms. Ramirez walking down the hall. “Ms. Ramirez, where are you going?” Marisa asked as she stopped in front of the girls.

“Just needed to take a real quick break.” She looked at the two girls. “I trust you two enough to watch my room right?” The girls looked at her with some confusion.

“Why?” Gaby asked.

“I just have a few things in there and I forgot my keys so I can't lock the door. So is that a yes?” The teacher asked. The girls looked at each other. Gaby was the first to respond.

“Yeah. I think we can watch it while you're gone. It's not too hard right?”

“Yeah. Oh yeah, can you clean my room too? I'll give you free hundreds for my class if you do. Both of you. I promise.” The teacher then went around the girls and ran out the door behind them.

“I guess we get to clean her room.” Gaby said not so enthusiastically. “And just after first period. You know how filthy they can get.”

“Yeah but think about it Gaby.” Marisa started walking towards Ms. Ramirez's room which wasn't too far from where they were standing, couldn't be more than a thirty second walk. “Free hundreds and lord knows you need that.”

“I'm not failing that bad.” She replied. “It's only a seventy nine.”

“I mean, I have a ninety six so my grade can only get better.” Marisa looked over to Gaby who had a frown on her face. “Don't be so glum Gaby. After school, I'll help you get it up.” She smiled a little bit as her group stopped in front of the door to the English class.

“Ok, I guess I'll get the front and you'll get the desks? Make sure there isn't any dirt or trash.” Gaby opened the door and walked towards the front where the desk was. Unknown to the girls who only saw the classroom as an empty room, the tiny scavenger who was getting chip crumbs from the ground as well as the chip bag itself.

I heard several loud voices as well as very loud footsteps as I grabbed the biggest chip piece I found today. I dropped it in my bag. “This can't be good.” I said as I grabbed my bag from the ground and ran out of the bag. I looked around and saw the first girl I've seen this close and away from the safety of my home. I was on the ground level and directly watching this monstrously sized girl walk ever closer to me. She had no idea I was even here and I personally wanted two things from this situation. I wanted to get back home alive and also for this girl, no matter how beautiful and pretty she was to me, I knew I had to keep my existence a secret. I had to get back home and hope that this girl doesn't notice me. Or worse, crush me under her sandals that were starting to get dangerously close to me the more I continued to look at her.

I bolted to the hole which would be a quick one second walk for the giants who taught and learned here but for me, it was a two minute jog back. I didn't have that kind of time. I had to get home or risk being killed.

The more I ran away from this girl's foot, the closer she got and the louder her stomps became for me. Soon, she knocked me over onto my hands and knees just as her right foot which had on brown sandals that let her sweat covered toes breathe and cool down in the heat of her day. I looked up in sheer amazement at the size of her foot. It covered hundreds of feet and I still couldn't comprehend the size of the rest of her body. Her smooth legs were a golden brown, almost like she went outside just the right amount of time to soak up the sun. It reminds me of my sister when we traveled here. Her skin was golden brown.

As I looked up higher, I saw her short shorts that looked like it barely covered her private area. Her cleanly shaven legs were starting to get me excited in an area where I've never had before. 'Oh my.' I could feel my heart started to race, my legs were weak from just staring at the gigantic girls legs. And I hadn't even looked up to her breasts or her face. Just her legs were enough for me. Then I realized that this girl who towered above me, in all her beauty, was looking down at me with a slight bit of a curious look on her face. She smiled with her beautiful smile, revealing her bright white and incredibly sharp teeth. I could see her lips moving high above me but I could only hear a loud and ear piercing loud yell like I've never heard before. Even the way my father would yell was nothing compared to this girl's voice. I could barely understand her as I saw her bend down and extend her right hand to grab me.

“Hey little guy.” The giant girl said as she bent over to pick me up. She had an almost innocent expression on her face as her fingertips started to extend and wiggle around in the air. “What are you?” She continued to blast right into my ears. I screamed as I saw her fingers grabbed my helpless body as I tried to quickly tried to scurry away from her green painted nails that were long and very sharp that seemed like razor blades to me.

“Please! Don't kill me!” I begged as she picked me up and swiftly brought me up to her face. I quickly got a glimpse of her very adorable and seductive breasts that poked out of her shirt like mountains. They were round and looked firm to the absolute touch. If I was her size or she was my size, I could see myself having a great time with them but as of right now, I was mortified as this girl open her fist that she had me in and I saw her beautiful face. Her eyes were on blacker than the night sky yet they seemed so gentle. I saw her eyes begin to examine my body, naked and exposed to the world. I had no reason to be clothed before because in my family, nudity was welcomed. But I could tell in the human world, clothes were recommended.

“What are you little guy?” Marisa asked in curiosity as she looked at this tiny bug thing that closely resembled a half inch man that looked like it was in its teens. And she couldn't help but giggle when she noticed it trying to struggle away from her grasp. “Where do you think you're going?” She giggled as she drug the helpless tiny man to the center of her palm. “Everything is going to be alright. I'm not going to hurt you.”

“Who are you talking to over there, Marisa?” Gaby asked as she was doing to attend to walk over to their friend. Both of them looked at the tiny discovery of the tiny man in Marisa's hand. “Oh wow. I know what this is.” Gaby plucked the man away from her friends hand and brought him up by his leg, flipping him upside down. “This is one of those shrunken people I've seen them on TV before. You know, that company with those two girls? There could be more around here.” The tiny man shook his head as Gaby brought her to her baby blue eyes.

“I'm the only one. I'm sorry if you two are disappointed.” The man said to her who barely understood him.

“What are we gonna do with him?” Marisa asked in her sweet and almost innocent sounding voice.

“Hmmm.” Marisa's question made Gaby think. All the things they could do with this guy. She'd seen the commercials about these tiny people. The demonstrations she'd seen like a young girl stepping on one, another using a tiny man as an insole. But one idea that popped in Gaby's head from a commercial she actually saw last night. “I dare you to eat him.”

“What?” Gaby put the little man in Marisa's palm. “You me to do what?”

“I want you to eat him. Come on Marisa. Don't be scared, he's not going to do much to your insides. I mean, look how small he is. He's like barely the size of an ant. You'd literately be an ant. You remember from when we were kids?"

Marisa looked at the tiny man still trying to escape her friends grasps. He was so cute, she wanted to keep him but she knew the dangers, for him, of taking him home. She then licked her bright red lips, letting the young man see her fearsome tongue that easily out sized the guy before her. She could feel her heart begin to race the more she thought about eating him. She completely skipped breakfast today to get to school on time so the longer she stared at him, Gaby's dare started to sound more and more appealing especially since her growling stomach was getting louder by the second.

“Are you going to do it?” Gaby asked as she reached for the tiny man, wanting to do the dare herself if Marisa wasn't go to. She wanted to feel him slither all the way down her throat, into her stomach and start clawing his way out. “If you're not going to do it, I will.” Gaby licked her lips, making the tiny man shiver in absolute fear as the wet sound of Gaby's tongue hitting her lips filled his eardrums.

Marisa then closed her fist and shielded the tiny man from Gaby snatching him up. “He's mine Gaby.” She said in a stern voice but she couldn't keep a straight face as Gaby looked at her. “I'm pretty hungry and he does look appetizing.” Marisa licked her lips, scaring him even more.

“Please don't do this!” I yelled to the goddesses before me. They were the only girls that I've met and they were talking about eating me whole as a dare. It didn't help that the girl who held me, no matter how beautiful she was, she was still my enemy right now. She and her friend toyed with me like I was nothing but a doll that didn't have emotions or anything like that. To them, I was a morsel of food that could be thrown in this girl's mouth and digested in her stomach. Nothing more. Nothing less. I was literally nothing to these monsters.

It didn't help when the girl holding me, who I assume is Marisa in this situation, licked her lips, showing off her outstandingly sized tongue the easily made my body look like a literal speck. As well as her friend who did it first. I could see every detail of the monstrously sized tongues including the taste buds and especially the spit with air bubbles that sprinkled on top of them. My legs went weak from fear. I was going to die and there was nothing I could possibly do to stop them from eating me, whole, in half or even chopping me up into bits to sprinkle onto more of their gargantuan food. I was just a speck compared to them. An insect for them to do whatever they wanted. And they wanted to eat me. As part of a bet.

I begged even more as Marisa brought me close to her mouth, letting me feel the hot air that came out of her nose. “Please…” I began to sob knowing my family's lineage was going to be lost in this girl's stomach. “I beg of you, don't do this!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, trying to convince this girl to release me but my pleas went unheard to this girl.

“Ok little guy.” The girl opened her mouth, letting me both see and smell the inside of it. Terrible was all I could use describe the scent of this girl's mouth. It smelled rotten food that I could tell was coming from the opening in the very back of the mouth, past her tongue which was by far the biggest thing in the mouth. The way it moved around with such elegance, it was unbelievable. It was red, almost a pink but was more red on the top. It's sloshed around, hitting the teeth that were ‘small’ by what appeared to be human standards. But neither the less, they were bright white and massive to me. The tips were pointed, ready to cut my flesh into tiny bits if she desired to.

“What do you think he's thinking right now? ‘Oh god? I'm really going to be eaten by Marisa? Please no!’ Oh my god, it's so funny watching him struggle.” Gaby laughed at the man Marisa had in front of her mouth. “You know what, don't just eat him.” Marisa pulled the man away from her mouth and let him ‘relax’.

“What do you mean? You told me to just eat him. And that's what I was going to do."

“You know.” Gaby brought her hands up at Marisa's stomach that was smooth and firm to the touch. Her belly button was long and narrow. For its width, it was about as wide as the tiny man she planned to eat was tall. “Show him where he's going to go in a few minutes. Show him how hungry you really are.”

“I get you.” Marisa lifted up her shirt, bringing the tiny man right in front of where stomach was. She felt it and knew it was hungry for this morsel of food. “Don't worry little one. It's not like you'll be in there long. Maybe a minute. Max two. At least, I think. With the way my stomach is.” Marisa laughed as she pressed the tiny man into her stomach. It was firm from how skinny she was. Every time she took a breath and inhaled or exhaled, the tiny man could feel being pushed in deeper into her skin. He felt her warm skin of her stomach begin to enclose around him, making it hard for the young man to breathe or move at all. His face was completely covered with Marisa's skin that folded around his body.

On his back, Marisa's finger was sweaty and oily from excitement as well as her regular day to day work. He could feel her sweaty finger begin to pass on the oils onto his body.

I was trapped by this girl's stomach. It was firm yet soft. I could feel her push me further into her stomach. She wanted me to hear something. Something that terrified me to the very core. It was her stomach and how it growled with so much malicious intent. The low hum and vibrations of her pit of a stomach sloshing around with all the things she had eaten. I tried to scream, but her skin prevented my pleas to her from being heard. Not that anyone could hear them for help in the first place. I was buried in the layers of skin she pushed to me. I was trapped here for as long as she wanted me to be.

“He tickles. The way he squirms around my stomach. It's funny.” Marisa used her free hand to cover her mouth and began giggling as the tiny man tried to escape her clutches by any means necessary but with the size difference, it wouldn't help much.

“I think he's heard enough from your stomach, don't you think it's time for him to meet it?” Gaby giggled with her, filling the classroom with their innocent sounding laughs as Marisa brought the tiny, naked man back in front of her mouth, pulling her shirt down as she did so.

“Any last words you have before you join me forever?” Marisa said, with the man being directly in front of her lips. It nearly busted his eardrums being that close to her lips. He covered his ears but he could still hear her continue to talk to him. “Come on, if you don't, I'll just eat you right now.” She then brought me closer to her mouth. “I bet you'll taste really good.”

I was beaten by these girls who saw me nothing more than a toy. Food. They've demoralized me, my family and my whole culture. The last of my family and as far as I know, the last of my kind. My culture had seen girls much like these two eat and crush us under their heels with no remorse. My father and my mother, had told my sister and I of these great and towering goddesses they used to fight against much like these girls. He always told me about how they were evil and sadistic. That was before I was even born but now I was seeing what they went through. If this was my fate, I didn't want to go quietly. If this ‘Marisa’ was going to eat me whole, I at least wanted to give her a piece of my mind.

“I do have last words for you and your friend! My family has been slaughtered by girls like you before and they've just accepted their fates! Not me! I won't go quiet in your mouth while you swallow me whole! Listen to me well Marisa and friend! When I die, I shall rise anew! My family and I will be reunited when I pass! United under a banner of vengeance and grief!” Tears rolled down my cheeks as I screamed these to the giant Marisa. “I promise you, I will haunt both of you! If you think I won't, I dare you to try this again!”

Marisa and Gaby, no matter how loud he yelled, didn't even hear his cries about his family and culture. They just laughed and Marisa opened her mouth to taste her future meal. “Since you didn't have any last words, I guess you know what that means.” Marisa tilted her head back and lifted the tiny man above her. She then opened up her mouth, letting the tiny man fully see the power of her mouth. Her tongue was fully lit up by the lights above. “Look at him Gaby, he's trying to get out of my grip.” Marisa smiled as he started to struggle out of her grip. She then stuck her tongue out of her mouth and some noises from her stomach made their way to the tiny man’s ears. “Ahhhh. You ready? Eh. Why do I even ask? YOu're just a speck. I bet he doesn't even know what's going to happen to him.”

“Oh my god.” Gaby looked at the tiny man in her friend's grip. “He's so cute. Why didn't you dare me to eat him? He looks so good.”

“Because he's my snack.” Marisa soon wasted no time anymore in dropping the man into her mouth. Gaby watched carefully as he free fell right into Marisa's jaws. She smiled with glee as he landed right on her tongue with a small *splat* that was almost undetectable by normal human ears. Marisa then quickly shut her mouth and played with the man for a few seconds, letting her taste his flavor as she moved around the classroom, having her arms sort of going back and forth as she sloshed the man in her mouth. She felt him struggle against every tap she gave him with her tongue.

“How's he taste?” Gaby asked, wanting to see the tiny man fight to stay alive just in Marisa's mouth.

Marisa started to speak and respond to her friend but with the saliva and the man, it made it hard to communicate to her. She opened her mouth, and showed Gaby the man struggling for life on her tongue. He was soaked from head to toe in spit. He extended his hand, shaking from the experience he just endured in Marisa's mouth.

“Oh my god...he's shaking.” Gaby started laughing from watching the poor man be tortured by her friends mouth. “Can you swallow him with your mouth open?” She asked with a smile on her face. Marisa nodded and flicked her tongue to toss the tiny man to the back of her mouth, him barely able to see out of her mouth. Gaby knelled in front her mouth and saw the man on the tongue, she smiled with glee. “Oh my god, I can't believe you're doing this. Swallowing a tiny person. As part of your breakfast.”

Marisa then flicked her tongue up, letting the man begin to slide down her throat. Then she swallowed him, banishing him to her stomach. She could feel him struggle all the way down her throat. She shivered in ecstasy as the man she banished him to her stomach. THere was no way she'd let him out.

“So, how'd he taste?” Gaby asked as Marisa sat down to recover from the high she just experienced. Her body was shaking from the experience. Feeling his body struggle against her throat made her shiver from head to toe. She scrunched her toes in her sandals, clenched her fists and let took in a deep breath. She then let it out and looked at her friend.

“Oh my god. He tasted like pretzels with almost no salt. He was so yummy. I kinda want to try another one.” Marisa lifted up her shirt and rubbed her smooth stomach. Her stomach wasn't satisfied just yet but with the size he was, it wasn't going to make that much of a difference in her hunger.

“You're not getting another till I have one.” Gaby said, looking around the room to see if she could find a tiny man like Marisa did. “There has to be more somewhere here.”

“I doubt you'll find another one. You're gonna have to buy one from the store if you want one.”

“Ewww, I don't want one from the store. They're grown from a tube. The one you ate looked like it was, I don't know, natural.”

“What do you mean?”

“That that one in your stomach might've been a real shrunken person. Not one of those lab grown ones they have now. Lucky bitch.” Gaby searched near the entrance of the classroom for her very own tiny person to eat

“Hey, you dared me to eat him. It's not my fault."

She sighed and looked at her. “I know. Now help me find another one. I was getting hungry just watching you eat him.”

As I traveled into the pit of this girl's stomach, I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of her body. I heard the gurgling of her blood going around her body. I felt the slippery slope that was her esophagus. How her spit dragged me down deeper into her body, no matter how hard how I tried to resist. Her body was keeping me from escaping. She barely had to try in order to contain me and my struggles.

As I traveled further down the throat, I realized me fighting it, was actually making her giggle from pleasure. By this time, I had not traveled very far from the mouth. I had not been here that long so I was maybe two human inches from the mouth and going down very slowly. It was like she wanted to tease me and get the most out of my death. Somehow it seemed, she was slowing the muscles in her throat to further enjoy the moment of my death, not that it was even possible.

I soon passed what I assumed to her heart. I was personally surprised she had one. The tales that my father told me of how only people like us had hearts. My mother would always remain quiet during stories like these. How the home long before this was one great and proud. Thousands of my people living together. Although my father never did get much into the stories before my mother spoke up, making him silent. She was always sensitive to the stories and I never figured out why. ‘The dark secrets of the past’ were my mother's last words to me when I asked what was reasoning for father not to tell me what happened before I was born. The next day, I lost them to these beasts that my father warned me about. I'll never know who or what killed them but neither the less, I was going to join them in the afterlife.

The closer I came to the stomach of the teenage girl, the louder the gurgles and moans became. I heard the churning of acid and whatever else was in there. I wasn't too far from my death now. The gurgles of every liquid in her body pulsed around me in the darkness. Below my feet, I could feel the burning of her stomach acid already seep up to my legs in the air.

Suddenly I felt the sphincter of her stomach hit my feet. I finally accepted my fate here. My father told me how if any of us were swallowed alive by a human, we'd instantly burn up in the acid so I wouldn't feel much pain when I did land in the acid pool. He said the most painful part wasn't the pit like most of the tribe believed. It was actually the pathway downwards, I.E the esophagus. Then, the squishy yet hard door opened up and gladly accepted me as her food, finally. I started to enter free fall into the stomach pit. I didn't want to curse the girls that did this to me. My parents, especially my mother, wouldn't want it like that. She'd want me to go out a hero like she had seen me as. Not a villain that cursed people thousands of times my height. I wasn't raised that way. My father was cold as can be, only talking to me to just scare me into believing whatever he did. But my mother was kind and would always come to me and my sister if we ever needed it. I loved both of them but my mother was like she closer to me than my father was. She hugged me when I got scared of the giant people outside the home. I guess when she died, I lost everything.

The air inside the stomach was hot and stall, much like the air in her mouth. There was no hope of me getting out now, not like I had another chance to escape since she and her friend found me. I crossed my arms and accepted my fate. If what my father said, I'd be instantly dissolved in her acid. I wouldn't feel any kind of pain when I landed on the pool. The closer I got to the acid, I started to pray for forgiveness from any higher being to forgive my wrongdoings. I felt the heat and stink of it but I ignored those things to relax and accept my fate. Then I hit the acid and everything went black. I was gone, killed by these girls. Eaten because of a dare. My people were now gone. Ended by two teenage girls. Just like my people before me.{/justify}