It started with a bowl of Chili. A magnificent, giant, bowl of chili. It had a healthy array of beef and beans. The spicy kind. I ate it with a spoon. It slid down my throat and into my digestive system like no bowl of chili ever had. But that's where the nightmare began.
I remember it vividly. After the bowl of chili, I was craving a Reeses Peanut Butter Cup. So I went to the nearest gas station and purchased a package. Outside, I removed one of the cups and placed the entire magical candy goodness into my mouth. Wrapper and all. That's when I knew something was terribly wrong.
The tears started. Not the kind where one slips down your cheek slowly, followed by another. It was a flood of tears, I felt like an animal left behind when Noah built the Ark. I didn't have any idea why I was crying though. All I knew was I was feeling things I shouldn't be feeling.
I returned to the place where I was given the chili. My friends all watched me, seeming confused by my actions. No one had any answers for me at all. The trauma continued. I spent the next three hours in a complete meltdown. I was offered showers, prescription drugs, a bed, and absolutely no comfort. I took the shower.
It wasn't your average shower. I couldn't focus on anything I was doing, and had no memory of anything that was happening even five seconds earlier. Imagine how many times I had to shampoo my hair. When the shower concluded, I felt absolutely no better. If anything, I felt worse.
I decided to lie down. Staring at the ceiling but seeing nothing at all, I accepted my fate. I was dying. This was the end. No more eighth grade. No more Boy Meets World. No more boyfriends. No more tying my shoes. No more Kool-aid. This was it, all the things I loved most, being torn away from me by the evil beast inside of me, the mystery Chili. I eventually cried myself to sleep.
Two Months Later
I was alive. I went back to the place. A friend said to me "I heard about the Chili!"
*Dennie was given a bowl of chili with illegal plant substances in it. It was her first time, and she was completely unaware.*
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