Gachatatocat

My toe is gone. Gachatatocat said it was tasty and I didn't even fight back.

He came to my house and ate my big toe. I cried. He laughed.

I tried to run. He ran faster. Now my toe is his lunch.

He bit my toe and said sorry. I didn't believe him. He bit again.

I was sleeping. He came in. He bit my toe. I woke up screaming.

He said sorry. I said no. He bit my other toe.

He stole my toe. I screamed. He laughed. He took a bite.

He asked for a toe. I said no. He took it anyway.

He offered me a cookie. I took it. He took my toe.