The Craven
Submitted by Kevin N on 4/1/2010 8:55 AM
It was a dark and stormy night. I'd taken a creative writing course. I had settled into my reading chair to enjoy my Butterfinger bar when the door bell rang. I set my Butterfinger bar down on the end table and hurried to answer the door. As I grabbed at the door handle, I heard a loud CRUNCH. Upon opening the door and finding no one there, I knew this was a setup. I rushed back to my chair only to find an empty wrapper. Who could have done this? How could someone be so cruel? After a silent moment, my mind knew who it must be. It could only be... THE CRAVEN!