I don’t quite know what to say, but I did enjoy reading this!

Much more solid than I expected from the name and knowing that it was part of one of the Princess’ challenges. Also it feels like a look into the madness of isolation. Maybe I’m reading into it too much. But I do agree with HSAR, it was enjoyable!

Oh no, you are reading it exactly as written, Robert! Madness! Glorious madness!

Well your protagonist is giving Ophelia a run for her money. :)

Nice work! :D

I wrote a poem about 3 years back all about the last pickled onion in a jar. This also reminded me of ‘castaway’ and talking to a football. I’m surprised that the character ate their only friend though. I guess the contrast of laughter and tears showed that it was their only choice.

Despite being funny, I found it quite disturbing too. But I like it!!

It was a volleyball, and I’m glad you found it disturbing! The MC was hungry…. Hierarchy of needs and all that…

Poor little pickle. :(