We sat there watching TV for a while some show about a cartoon family, and their crazy ways.  Then he picked me up and pulled me toward his mouth.  What was going on, he’s going to bite me, but why?  I tried to move again but it was too late he bit me OUCH; I felt a part of me being ripped away.  He was chewing on me, why, and then it came to me.  I am the ham sandwich.  What had caused this?  I was watching him make it then I am the sandwich, how is this possible?  He took another bite I wanted to scream but no one would hear me.  When his teeth sank down into my body it felt like a vice was squeezing me with a lot of force.  He tore another chunk of me away I could feel him chomping down.  Oh the humanity!  why was I sent to feel this sort of torture, I could even feel my body sliding down his throat.  I could see the inside of his stomach, the acid was like having your limbs burned away.  Although I was a sandwich it still feels as if I had arms and legs.  I started trying to move my limbs but they were gone and if they weren’t how would I anyway, I had none.  This misery I wouldn’t wish upon anyone.  He sat me down and took his pop and opened it he took a few swallows.  As I sat there I was in serious pain this pain was so horrible I’m surprised I was still conscious.  He took another bite and set me down again.  “I was 1/2 eaten now a little over 6 bites out of me, I could feel my self in many different ways, I could feel the pain in my body where the boy had taken bites of me, I can feel my self inside his stomach and the burning from stomach acid,   Oh when will this end.  I feel so much pain I’m not sure how much longer I can handle it” As I had those thoughts all went black and I passed out.