short story with tragic ending
the hunger for the chocolate goodness came over me, the jar of nutella looked at me in pain. it wanted to be eaten it hungered for my touch, its cries for me to caress its insides and take the inner filling overwhelmed me. I approached her slowly caressing the lid over the jar while my beloved sat and watched television not knowing of my sin in that kitchen. i removed the lid and went forth scooping the chocolate with a spoon feeling content over my gluttony.
now i am faced with the error of my hunger and i wait for my beloved at the gallows where she will punish my error.
or maybe ill just buy her a new jar of nutella, o well…
