I ordered an egg sandwich at a gas station. It tasted funny, I was so hungry I didn’t care. I kept eating. I went home, an hour passed. I heard squeaky voices inside my head. “We are the worms from the sandwich. We’ve built a civilization inside your head.” “Get out,” I said. “No,” the worms said. I felt them doing something to my brain. I started walking to the fridge against my will. They made me drink a beer and eat another sandwich. They now had complete control over my brain and body. All I could do was obey.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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I loved how random this was, lol! So brilliant!
I think describing little worms' voices as 'sqeaky' made the whole thing feel so... Creepy!! Well done!