Hungry Caterpillar Novels & Stories

Angel looked at the caterpillar and said, “The caterpillar is so cute. It’s not harmful at all.” Gale fixed his gaze on Angel, her childish face was all his eyes could see.

Kendra's POV I awoke shivering under a blanket of fresh snow. I couldn't move and I knew that the snow was still falling. "You have to get up Kendra," I said out loud to myself. I tried to sit up, but the moment I tried to move my leg the pain shot through my whole body. It was so intense that I instantly felt sick to my stomach. I laid back feeling defeated and helpless. I never thought that it would end this way. It wasn't going to end this way, I thought to myself. My will to live started to take hold and I made myself slip into a crawling position. I pushed everything out of my mind except the will to live and started to slowly crawl. There was a fallen tree just a few feet in front of m

Internally, I sigh and grimace. Don't tell me they'd cut our faces out of the magazine? I instantly searched around for any crawling worms or leaping crickets. When they see those, maybe they'll run back to class. When I spotted three caterpillars moving to consume some leaves, I smirked. I took them up and slid them into my hands, which I then shaped into a ball. These gals are still making those annoying noises when they speak. "It's time for you to shut up," I remarked in a low voice, "You're interfering with my personal time,"

In the stillness of the moonlit night, Felicia stomach grumbled and protested at her hunger protest. She looked at the empty bags of junks wistfully wishing she hadn't consumed it all two days ago. She wanted to continue but her stomach kept panging, she couldn't bear the hunger any longer. she devised a plan to sneak out of her room. She padded softly across the plush carpet of the hallway, her nimble footsteps creating barely a whisper, Each movement was executed with ninja-like precision.

You can imagine that, no child in her right mind would dare cross her by attempting to steal sugar-apples from her backyard, which were, in inverse proportion to her notoriety, rumored to bear the most succulent fruit. Seven-year-old Kate wasn’t crazy then. She was just, well, hungry. As her parents know too well, she gets “hangry” on an empty stomach. It was true before as it’s true now. Kate remembers passing Aling Sita’s wide backyard. The Lapuzes’ own garden came imported in pots and outgrown seed-starter bags of soil. There she was strolling by, school bag on her back, when she caught glimpse of overripe and fallen sugar-apples through the wrought-iron gate, their mushy and grainy insid

I look at spiders and butter-flies . I watch caterpillars and moths . Sometimes I think I'm the only one who notices these things . But if it hadn't been for a crowded cafeteria , I wouldn't Have ever noticed Valeri . After all , I wasn't looking for new friends .

“Creepy? How come it looks creepy, when it looks really cute. Here look, come on. You don’t have to touch it. Just take a look at it. See? It wasn’t that bad." Dean looks at the caterpillar expressionless while Sean enjoys it, giggling as the caterpillar crawls on his palm and he feels ticklish. Few seconds later Dean felt relaxed, he also stared at the caterpillar crawling in Sean’s palm. He even forgot that he was actually running away from it moments ago.

"No beating, no screaming, no scratching or hissing." "We’ll see how long it lasts. Ready for lunch?" "I’m starved. Let’s go.”

Is that a giant caterpillar? The monstrous purple creature that erupts from the sand looks like it could be poisonous. There are green flecks on it, and its giant teeth clamp as it screeches again—louder this time. GRAAAAAHHHH! The deafening sound sets things into perspective. The caterpillar is the size of a bus, and it seems hungry. I wouldn't stand a chance if it attacked me. Which means… Oh boy. Should I start running?! Another sound erupts from the giant, disgusting caterpillar, and I decide to race away from it.

he said in a commanding tone. “I am not hungry” she said to him “ Little kitten, I don't care whether you are Hungry or not but by the time I get back I want to see you Eating or done eating” his voice was stern, but Kiara was just too empty on the inside that she was not even processing anything that he said, Kiara just stared at the food with her hair covering almost one part of her face. Clyde saw that she was just far from the world, he took the fork as he took a little of the spaghetti.