FREDDY THE FREAK HORROR HOST PRESENT S A SLICE OF TOAST BY MARK ANTONY RAINES.
I always knew it had to end one day buttered I hoping for it ton be more nicer then throw in the rubbish bin along with my fellow appliances to be taken away and melted .
I suppose it want some may call poetic justice for my many crimes .
It began so simply when I was maso produced with my fellows the human being creature s call a toaster .
At frist all I did all day with fail was majestic toast in different grade s depending on taste of the humans tongue ;i knew no different for it was Just for all tense and purpose s just a unianimate machine devoid of intelligence and conscious thought until the incident.
One day when the human was making the toast and pieces of the bread got stuck in between my heating elements and thier mistakingly put a metal fork in to remove said pieces without turning off the power; a flash,a sudden surge of energy happen ed in a nano second between the human and me.
I was born;I was awoken; I wanted revenge.
The next time the human put in some toast I deliberately turned my element heaters on full to burn the bread to get the attention of said human.
He thought he was safe when he took my plug out;to empty me of breadcrumbs for zillioth time.
As the human put his finger to me to shake me out ;in sent out a massive electronic shock.
The human shock violently and tired to let a scream but it was muted.
A blue thunder run through his body and a overwhelming heat blistering his skin he began to smell like bacon .
His charred body hit the floor all that was left was an recognisable cadaver that was Marvin from Nympton Court. This was the beginning of my serial killer spree as before getting to the dump it was at number 99 .
Oh why did I fail my last owner;so here I am sitting on a pile of junk ready to be crushed no longer able to carry out my mission to rid the world of the old;weak;unloved of this world called Earth.
So this is my murder mile ;my exucution.
Harry I got a bit of a toaster for you to take home to your boy conor to fix up.
A repieve, My journey continues
