10. Chapter 9
It’s not long before the sound of clinking silverware and a delicious smell are drawing me out into the dining room. Dinner tonight is spaghetti, but instead of noodles there are healthy strands of spaghetti squash. I’m surprised to see that there is also a peanut butter Kiss cookie sitting by my plate. Dessert is a rare treat for me. I grab my water from the fridge and sit down to eat. In the living room, my parents devour their spaghetti with the television’s glow lighting their faces. I start to shove forkfuls of fake spaghetti into my mouth. I’m a freakishly fast eater, which grosses my mom out. The fake-ghetti is gone in less than ten minutes. I take a sip of water, then stand and place my tomato-blood-streaked bowl on the counter. Grabbing the cookie and its napkin, I turn off the light and scurry back to my room.
Taking a bite of the cookie, I glance at the clock. 7:15 blinks at me in colorful digital numbers. I have three hours before I have to end the day. I pop in another Spider-Man movie and skip through the previews. I can’t help smiling as the movie starts. Spider-Man is my favorite superhero. He feels more...real, somehow. Like I could walk through the school hallways and just see Peter Parker standing by a locker. Maybe I’m crazy for thinking that way. Actually, I am crazy. I mean, I have a monster in my head. What else would I be except...crazy?