I had an interesting roommate when I was in high school. He’s kind of a flamboyant guy who had a different girlfriend everyday. He’s smart, good-looking and got a well-shaped body. I didn’t know him that long but enough to say that he’s the-center-of-universe kind of guy.
Apart from being famous, he snored like a pig when he’s sleeping.
I hadn’t realized it until on one midnight in the fourth week of our staying in that dormitory I strangely woke up just like that, as if I just returned from the death. There, besides the sound of leaves rattled on the window, I heard his piggish snoring. It was midnight. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but the snoring finally became distinctively clear to my ears, making me think that we had a pig inside our room. I decided to do some checking and found out that the sound actually came right from his bed. Then I decided to look closer. What I saw was unspeakably shocking. Under the shimmering moonlight through the window, he didn’t look like someone I knew. His athletic shape wasn’t there at all. Instead, it looked extremely obese and his attractive face turned into a flabby face with two big nostrils, exactly like that of a pig! I was shivering and trembling. What kind of creature was he, I thought. I got extremely frightened that I instantly took a knife from my table’s drawer. Then I stabbed him on the chest tens of time as quickly as I could until he stopped snoring. I wanted to make sure, so I switched on the light. Blood was on my face and hands, everywhere. Then I looked at where he lay. There were no pig-shaped body and face with two big nostrils. Nothing. It was just him with his blood-soaked handsome face and body. And he’s dead.
