I don't think they'll notice if I just take a little, they have so much. So much. I want to be able to sleep tonight without the constant pangs of hunger in my stomach.
I feel a great gnawing in my mind, as if I've begun to eat my being from the inside. My friend is dead, I don't know when he died in the night but his breathing slowed until it didn't come anymore.
I miss him, but now there's more for me.I'm lying on the ground now, waiting for my oppurtunity. These bushes cover me nicely I think. It's fascinating to watch, the tearing of flesh from bone.
I've never seen so much blood. It's strange to see how beautiful they are when it covers their faces. Maybe they never really get hungry, maybe they just like the blood mask?
One of them is looking over here, but there's no way she sees me. I'm so thin anyway, maybe I'm already dead, and this is just my brain trying to rationalize it's end.
No, I can still feel the hunger, it would be gone right? What if it never leaves? Now's my chance, one of them has walked away. I'll just creep forward. Just a little.
If she doesn't turn around then I'll know it's alright for me to take a bit. Just a piece, that's all I need for one more day out here in the blistering sun.
That piece is almost torn off anyway, I'll take that one. I don't think she's seen me, but the way she's going at it's throat I don't know if she can see anything else.
I'm just going to bite this leg, here. Oh no, she's looking at me now with it's leg in my mouth. She's lept forward. It hurts, but not as much as I expected. I wish I had been a lion.