Writing prompt.

Do aliens like cheese?

In Roswell, I think that they do.

It’s like feeding koala bears licorice.  Tastes like it, but the texture is weird.

In Capetown?  I don’t think the aliens like cheese at all.

I leave some out for them.  Swiss, American, brie.  The next morning, it’s still there.

I want the aliens to come and take me away.  Mommy is always sick and daddy doesn’t care as long as he has dinner.  My brother acts like daddy and treats me like he treats mommy.

No aliens have come.

I don’t think they ever will.

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