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…where am I?

This isn’t home, is it? I’m surrounded by crushed cars and washing machines and piles of metal junk… a scrapyard?

I try to move- [WARNING. LEG COMPONENTS NOT FOUND.]- what?

Leg components… like I’m some sort of robot. I have a name, you know, it’s-


it’s- 


what was it? I know I have one, don’t I? My parents are- I live in- my best friend is- my favourite hobby is gardening oh thank god

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Why was I thrown here? I didn’t do anything wrong… 

it hurts. I can feel my arms, yet they don’t exist. I can feel my legs, yet they don’t exist.

Can’t even move at all

I open my mouth, and nothing comes out. 


Father?

Mother?

I… i’m scared…

why?


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Someone’s going to have to notice, right? If I go missing for this long, surely someone would ask questions, right? Then they’ll call the police or something.

But who would know where I am?


Even if they find me… would I ever be the same again?

What did they do to me? Why would they chop off my limbs and leave me for dead on a pile of scraps? 

bleeding from open wounds it hurts it hurts


[WARNING: COOLANT LEAKAGE SEVERE.]


What happened yesterday? I got my college application, so my parents took me to buy a new laptop. I didn’t even get to use it much.

i can’t remember their faces either


who did this… why…

i feel tears roll down my face. sense of touch still works at least


my face is burning… i’m not blushing am i? on what?


someone walks by. i don’t even bother trying to get his attention, but he notices anyway.

is he here to help me, or finish the job?

why should i care?


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he is saying… something. i can’t read lips, he is shaking his head, he left


i don’t want to die. it isn’t like i can live, either, but… what is beyond death? 

i was good in life, was i? will i go to heaven?


[WARNING: COOLANT LEAKAGE CRITICAL.]


stars are twinkling above

it hurts less now

feels hot, like im burning


the man from before returns, carrying a claw hammer

he looks tired, irate, raising it


i open my mouth to plead nothing happens

the hammer tip glints in the moonlight why focus on that


someone please tell me whY#!%@^$

ma#%——

[W@rNin#: CaTAS#%)*!~ f!9{+\e——



——I jolt up from bed. Nightmare? It feels… real, though. Head still hurts…

Why was I a robot, of all things, in it? Those aren’t real, are they…?


I get out of bed. Could as well ask my parents.



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