The next day I woke to the smell of death. In a monsters opinion death is a wonderful smell. I drifted down the stairs to a breakfast of pancakes with chunks of human in it. That to us is pancakes with choclate chips or whatever you call them, I think I got it right. Anyway I ate with my family and and went off to school, it was Friday, so today was a free day were you got to choose what you wanted to do as long as you dont get into trouble, which there is always one person who does. But its never me or my friends. But today I was alone. My sister goes to a different school, I only have one friend and she wasnt here. I figured she slept in,