One day Jeremy was reading his newspaper. It was a day just like any other day. He slurped his slurpee that he got along with his paper at 7/11. Why 7/11 you ask? Well, because it was close to his house. Why a slurpee you ask? Because while Jeremy was ordering coffee a thought came to him ~What if....~ Jeremy was unable to finish his thought because at that very moment a shady looking midget sidled up next to him. Jeremy thought nothing of this short man, he even gave him a friendly "Hi, How ya doin'?" The man looked up at him with his beady little eyes and said "Are you Jeremy?" A little worried Jeremy said "How do you know my name?" The man answered "It says it on the back of your Jersey." Jeremy (Feeling a little foolish) responded "Oh. Haha." Jeremy was wondering why it was taking so long to get his coffee. Looking at his cup, he realized he had not pushed the button...before he could, he noticed that the strange little midget was gone. Jeremy wondered where he could've gone in such a hurry. He looked around the dairy section, and up/down every row but he couldn't find him. Tired of this ordeal Jeremy decided that it was time to go. Going back to the coffee machine he noticed something was amiss, there was no longer any electricity going into the machine. Jeremy searched for someone he could complain to...he was getting more than a little angry with this 7/11. Finally Jeremy found the man at the cash register...The man was sitting slumped in his chair as if he was asleep. Jeremy was nervous now, he slowly inched up to the man at the cash register. Poking the man didn't work, so Jeremy decided to poke him a little harder....still nothing. Jeremy knew it was in his best interest to leave but his curiosity outweighed his fear and he wanted to see what was wrong with this man. Jeremy grabbed the mans shoulder and hoisted him up - LJABFOUF! - said the man. It turns out he really was asleep, once again, Jeremy felt foolish. After apologizing to the man Jeremy explained that there was a problem with the Coffee Machine, that there was no power. The man said "That's strange, I'll go check it out for you." Jeremy waited by the cash register but the man never came back. Jeremy was now getting thirsty and he really wanted some of that 7/11 coffee, nothing else would do. So, he decided to check on the man to see if he needed any help. The man was no longer there, Jeremy searched up and down the aisles but couldn't find him. Going into the back offices Jeremy was greeted by a horrendous sight. The man he was talking to earlier was sitting on the toilet and a rather foul noise was emanating from his bowels. Disgusted Jeremy decided that it really was time to go. He went back to the coffee machine (Which the man had fixed) and got himself a cup. After he filled the cup Jeremy waited for what seemed like hours for the man to surface. By now, the entire 7/11 was engulfed in the horrific smell. The man finally appeared from the back room, Jeremy reached for his wallet and realized that it wasn't there. That dastardly little midget had stolen his wallet! Not having enough money for coffee, Jeremy decided to buy a slurpee and newspaper instead (Cheap newspaper and small slurpee instead of large coffee. I know, Jeremy doesn't make sense right?) On his way home, Jeremy saw that devious little midget on the sidewalk. He stopped his car right next to the man, Jeremy threatened the man and got a crowbar from the back of his car. That sniveling wretch of a man just kept walking and paid no attention to Jeremy. Jeremy stomped up to the man and asked him why he had stolen his wallet....no response. Jeremy, with a mighty blow, brought the crowbar down on the mans head....it made a sickening -THWOMP!- as it shattered the back of the mans skull. Jeremy was terrified, he frantically searched the back pockets of the corpse for his wallet but couldn't find it...a pool of blood was forming now. Jeremy turned the man over and to his horror....it was a little boy. He bolted to his car and screeched away. When he got home he decided he had to calm his nerves. Were there any witnesses? Did anyone see his car pulling away? These were questions Jeremy did not wish to answer at this time. So he sat down and slurped his slurpee and read his newspaper. The Headlines read "HOME INVASION MURDERS NOW REACH AN ALL TIME HIGH!" -BLAM- Jeremy always wondered what it felt like to die. It turns out that while Jeremy was at 7/11, the midget had gathered his crew and they were in the middle of cleaning Jeremy's house out when he got home. When they heard his car screech up to the driveway they hid and waited for the opportune moment. Poor Jeremy, was now just another statistic on a long list of home invasion murders.

Headlines the next day read "Young Boy brutally murdered on the sidewalk in front of his home!" There was no mention of Jeremy and as the days wore on the crime was soon forgotten and Jeremy wasted into nothingness.