Chunched into a shall ball under her foot you remove your hands from your eyes and look up, if you were normal sized her foot woud only be about an inch from your head. Light! You see light from one of the walls of your fleshy jail, climing out from under her foot you stand up and pull out your pockit knife and out of anger open up the blade and stab the side of her foot. "Ough!!!" Quickly lifting up her foot hopping on the other, whith each jump shaking the floor for you evey attemp to shand just causes you to fall over and over agian and agian. "That damn bug bit me!( she always had a habbit of talking to her self) all I tried to do is kill it and it fights back, I mean its not like it has a reason to live!" She says angered. 'Live' you think, live! She always said "she lives on her phone". Quickly looking for your cell phone bc you knew you had it with you "ha!". You found it calling her number, her phone starts to ring. Jumping from the chair she was sitting on putting a banaid on and running to the phone...
Which just happens to put u in her line of walking... damn
You look up and see her large foot coming down right over you.
"I'm going to get kill by my girlfriend and she's never going to know" you say as her foot comes down then...
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