stumblingtumbling

everyone likes to have answers: why this happens, what we should do, etc. and even answers as to why people are the way they are. i realize the hardest questions are those about yourself. because i can't tell the truth if i don't know it in the first place

that day i woke up in camp at night, (while doing orderly duty) and i swear i heard the rats having a squeaking conversation. which stopped once i rubbed the sleep from my eyes

Mollie: all right put your garbage here
Alfie: It's a potluck? how come no-one told me? I didn't bring anything
Roy: i told you last night. why don't we get cheese anymore
Mollie: nobody brings cheese to camp, roy
Alfie: Rats, someone's awake
Mollie: (squeak sqeak)
Roy: (squeak)