Food Monologue

It’s been three days. Three whole days without food or water, and I’m sure I’ve been bitten by a million bugs. They said they were coming to find me, but that never seemed to happen. What if I’m too far away? Will they ever find me? I’ve been yelling out for help, but no one ever comes. I’m stuck up in a tree, it’s too far to just jump down and it’s hard to find lower branches. All I can hear is the chirping of a bird beside me and a barking dog in the distance.
Are leaves safe to eat? Honestly, at this point I don’t even care. Eating them and maybe dying somehow seems better than not eating anything and to slowly die of starvation. I reach out for a large green leaf and take a bite. It doesn’t have much of a flavour, but my aching stomach