Oddly sky blue eyes of a young child slowly peaked up from his hiding spot in a garbage can. An older man walked by and he quickly dove back in. as the footsteps faded away he jumped out and, after brushing his yellow hair out of his eyes, ran. He jumped behind every lamppost as though stalking someone. Then, he suddenly jumped out and ran as fast as his small legs could carry him to a small restraunt. Sitting down, he smiled in obvious satisfaction.
"One please." He said to the old man behind the counter.
"Sorry son. We're closing down for the night. Come back tomorrow and we might be open!"
"What?!?" the young boy screamed, his blue eyes alive with a horror few can imagion. Slowly falling onto the ground, he lay far into the night. All the while hearing seamless voices echoing through his mind.
"NOOOOOO" "NOOOOOO" "NOOOOOO""NOOOOOO"
"NOOOOO"
"NOOOO"
Yes, another personality was born from no ramen…. The horror.
Author
Hehe. Yes. It sucks, I know.