Metamorphosis Part III

As Leslie awoke in the damp alley, soaked in his own fear, desperation, and feces, looking for the tunnel out back into the city. His first two steps suddle, but he was then stopped by the ajointed wall of a homeless man. Leslie looked up at the man, standing his grown in false pride, reading the lips of the homeless man saying "Breakfest!" Leslie ran as fast as he could down the alley, but dead ends were his only way out; he howled with fear as his nails filed down apon the bricks, clawing for hope and aspirations of freedom, but all was soon shattered by the swings of the homeless man's blackjack to Leslie's rib cage. Leslie's mind was still functioning through the pain of every bite and the rip of every flesh. His blood poored into the drains of the alley, as his soul was eaten by the man for survival.

Metamorphosis Part II.

Leslie awoke with a strange sensation to bite himself, so he did, as he was able to reach his nether-regions, he spasmed with fear and confusion. His blotchy hair, his long snout, his elongated canines', and his loss of the English language forced Leslie to react accordingly. Leslie, soaked in a sensation of an enigma, cryptically ran down the abandoned stairs; as his nails clicked and clacked down, he was greeted by two homeless men with only one word leaving their chapped fungicide coated lips, "FOOD." Leslie, trying to explain, told his fellow hobos that was him, but his cries were muffled by his new language "WOOF WOOF WOOF." As they dragged closer and closer, Leslie had no choice but to run. As Leslie barreled down the streets of Detroit, begging whom ever he crossed for help, he was just simply kicked and occasionally spat on by the common folk of the streets. Leslie then went after food, and the only thing available to him for his lack of thumbs was the same as when he had thumbs: garbage. After feasting on the left overs of P.F Chang's, Leslie curled down in the alley next to the trash cans and slept.

Metamorphosis Part I.

There once was a dude, and he was a bad dude. He beat up little puppies and burnt down orphanages! His name was Carlito Hulio Estaban or Leslie for short; he was an evil, evil man who had no family and no friends. Leslie lived in an abandoned house with seven other homeless people, but Leslie's life would soon change and everything he knew would be different. One day Leslie saw a dog in an alley, the dog was starving, beaten, and abandoned, and instead of helping or leaving the animal alone: HE KILLED HIM AND ATE HIM! As Leslie finished the meal, he calmly left and headed back to the home with the homeless people. That night Leslie said the hobo goodnight of, "PISS OFF!" and went to bed, but as he awoke everything had changed...