Halloween #11

Are You There, God? It's Me, Maggot.

One morning, after a night of anxious dreams, Sheila Tubman awoke to find herself transformed into a monstrous bug. She lay on her squishy bug back and wiggled her tail around - her arms and legs having vanished painlessly during her sleep.

"What has happened to me?" she wondered. She looked around her room that she shared with her sister Libby. Libby was squeezing pimples while frowning at herself in the bedroom mirror.

"Libby! A little help here!" Sheila called out.

Libby grimaced at her. "You are SO immature!" she said and stomped out of the room.

Sheila sighed and attempted to roll off of her bed. Finally, she landed with a heavy thump on the carpet and lay panting on the floor for a few minutes.

"Sheila!" her mother's voice called. "It's ten past seven! Hurry up and come out for breakfast!"

"Coming, mom!" yelled Sheila. She was startled by her voice, which was her regular voice, interspersed with a series of loud crackling sounds. Well, that's weird, she thought. She discovered that she could move around quite quickly by squirming, so she squirmed down the apartment hallway and into the kitchen.

"Oh, that reminds me," Sheila's mother said. "You need to clean that room of yours up TONIGHT."

Sheila attempted to heave herself up onto her chair. "Um, mom?" she said. "Can I eat my breakfast down here this morning?" Her mother sighed and placed her cereal bowl on the floor.

"Sheila," said Libby. "Stop making that disgusting crackling sound. FATHER! Make her stop!"

Sheila's dad looked down at her.
"Sheila," he said, sternly. "Stop showing off."

Sheila was hurt. And then she was distracted by the full garbage can in the corner.

"Hey," she thought. "Yummy!"