Are you HUNGRY YET? by Carla McNeal

The strange case of missing body parts were all over the headlines. From what the paper described, there were a lot of brutal taking of limbs from a human but no one died. I and my brother tried to make sense of it all; " What or who was doing such things?" I asked him. My brother only responded with his answer for everything saying "a crazy person of course, who else?".

After the headlines and stories in the media I started to notice my neighbor across the street, he seemed a little strange to me. This neighbor always wore a long black trench coat with a black baseball cap, and his hands were always in his pockets; his face was very plain with a really small nose, two eyes that poked out of their sockets, but when he smiled his teeth were as white as snow and his smile reminded you of the Cheshire cat.

My brother told me today that on the late news last night the reports were that human parts were found in the sewer slightly eaten with tooth marks on them. "Did they say what type of tooth marks? Were they human tooth marks?" I asked. "They didn't say", he replied.

Now this may seem odd or wierd, but the only time I noticed my neightbor going or coming from his apartment was at night. His coat seemed a little bigger in some places, especially around the mid section. Going to the police about this was out of the question, they would think I was crazy if I told them my supspicions. My suspicion of course was that my neighbor was the one causing the mayhem in our city, and eating other peoples body parts to replace his own. Maybe he wasn't even from this planet. Boy, if I told them this the looney bin would be my home for awhile.

I would have to do a little investigation on my own, if I were to accuse this thing or person of eating body parts. I must wait until night to sneak into my neigbors apartment to get the evidence needed to put him away.