I Eat Paper.

    Sometimes when I'm really hungry I eat paper. You may think thats odd, but let me tell you, when your hungry and all you see is that clean, white paper looking up at you, its just to hard to resist. "Crazy, did you seriously just call me crazy? Cause' I eat paper! Your the crazy one cause' you don't eat paper!" I shouted, not speaking to anyone in particular. Its amusing how my thoughts like to turn into words which wiggle their way out of my voice box and through my throat, then bam! This is a process I cannot control, I swear! Next thing I know I'm screaming my thoughts and all the people around me are either walking away slowly or staring blankly. Those who stare with no expression are the best to mess with. If you make the slightest move you'll scare the living daylights out of them, and they run for their lives. Soon all these frightened people vacate my lunch table, leaving me "the paper eater."
    I silently curse to myself, yes this time its silent, for being such a fool, again. All this chaos over a few words that weren't meant to be spoken.