Kafka-Esque
Have you ever woken up in the morning to find that you were now a large mosquito?
That’s what happened to me.
I was a little shocked when I first looked in the mirror, but after a couple of minutes, I was able to adjust to it pretty well.
After sucking up a container of grape juice, I began to fly to class.
People were screaming and pointing, of course, but I didn’t really mind.
Once I made my way into the classroom, I took a seat next to a guy who was too busy texting someone on his phone to notice me.
The professor entered the classroom with his eyes glued to the roll sheet.
“Abraham?”
“Here.”
“Elizabeth?”
“Here.”
“Richard?”
“Bzz.”
He continued going down the roll sheet, and I started getting thirsty again, even though I just had grape juice. I rubbed my hands together as I saw at the guy next to me texting on his phone. Hoping he wouldn’t notice, I put my mouth into his neck and started draining his blood. As my belly filled up, I didn’t notice he had passed out. I turned around and saw that everyone, including the professor, was staring at me now.
“Sorry,” I said.
Everybody seemed to forget about me after that, and the professor went into his lecture which, appropriately enough was about Kafka’s Metamorphosis.