The Last Pizza

A guy named Will, who knows someone who goes to school in the same area, told this story to me. The story is about an old woman who used to go to a small pizza restaurant every Thursday. The restaurant was a little bit dirty but she didn’t mind. She had been eating there for the last twenty years. This Thursday did not evolve like every other Thursday. Because this day was her eighty-two years birthday.

While she was eating her pizza, she felt something weird in her chest. She started to think that this could be her last pizza. Nevertheless, she quickly pushed the scary thought away. She continued to eat. It was her favorite pizza. The one with champignon and real Parma ham from Parma in Italy. She could smell a funny smell coming from the ventilator. She asked the waiter about the funny smell. However, he couldn’t smell it. She looked at the bar in the restaurant, and right there sad an old traffic cop who also looked like he could smell it. Soon she realized it was not a good smell. She started to have problems breathing and got tunnel vision. Everyone in the bar could smell it. She fell down from her chair trying to get out of the restaurant, but she couldn’t move her arms. She tried her legs. They did not work either. She could see, feel and smell everything but she could not move at all. In the kitchen door, a trainee chef yelled that everybody should get out now. Everyone in the bar and kitchen started running out of the restaurant. While she was left there all alone, she realized that this had been her last pizza. Suddenly the earth started to shake and everything disappeared before her very eyes.