Edgar Allen Poe
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As you sit beside the dumpster in your nest of thrown away dog beds with your found happy meal in front of you, you can see a person from the corner of your eye, staring at you from the busy street.
You try to ignore him and eat from your box of chicken nuggets quietly. Eventually, you feel tired and fall asleep curled up in a little bed.
When you wake up the next morning, you feel much more rested than usual, and you open your eyes to see that you’re on a couch sleeping with a ton of soft pillows and a thick, warm blanket.
The same man from yesterday enters the room and places a plate of food onto the coffee table in front of you, when he notices you’re awake.
“Oh, hello..”