Michelle closed her eyes and swallowed the mouthful of Skittles she had. She felt it disappear down her throat. She smiled as she set the bag down on her nightstand. She loved Skittles and that handful had tasted especially good. It was almost, she thought for a moment as if there had been some kind of special ingredient mixed in that batch. She shook her head, laughing to herself. Skittles were Skittles, no special ingredients needed. She moved away toward her door, the taste of fruit still fresh in her mouth. For some reason she felt really good, better than she had in a long time in fact. "Maybe there really was some kind of special ingredient in those Skittles in my tummy" she thought, laughing inwardly. She patted her stomach contentedly before leaving the room. 30 minutes later while she was on the way to her friend Nicole's house she heard her stomach rumble slightly and let out a low growl. She smiled and patted it again. Digestion had begun.
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