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Today, after a long day attending important matters in my office, I went to my fridge for a refreshing glass of milk when I, horrified, came to the realization that the milk carton was too much very light. My mind was troubled, my hands were shaking, for I could not believe what was happening to me. No, this couldn't possibly be. Not the milk.
But much to my dismay, it was not just the milk. As I stared forward in front of me stood an empty fridge with nothing but the almost empty recipient which, much resembling my life, someone had left in shambles. And I knew who that someone was. There I stood, aghast, in absolute terror of the misdeeds that being was capable of. Sergey Nazarov, how could you have done this to me?! We were supposed to be in all of this together!
I finally came to realize the infinite atrocity this man was eager to bring onto other people as I scoured throughout the kitchen in search of something to eat: The cupboards. The shelves. The mice trap I left the night before. All empty. He had not only devoured every little thing in my kitchen but had the courage to leave but a carton with barely any milk left -when the thirst was eating at me the most- to make my soul weary and extinguish all hope in me. Such a perverse villain shall never be allowed to run free.
With a heavy heart but with faith in a better tomorrow, I vowed that day that I would find the man that did this to me and make him pay for it.
