It was getting harder and harder to get my five a day.
Why had I even come here? It was the worst place I’d ever visited, yet they kept me here because I couldn’t find them anywhere else.
However, time was now running out, and I’d soon have to find another place for my fix.
Maybe I should leave now? Yes, that was probably a good idea.
Then, just as I was about to leave and head for the stars, I heard the cry of the human baby. One last meal, and then I’d leave this almost inhospitable planet.
Written as part of the 99-word Flash Fiction Challenge with the theme of Five a Day, hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch.
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