She is sitting beside me, making a weird crying noise. Wait.. Crying?!? She is crying! Oh no I have to get to the devil, maybe he knows. I picked her up, and ran to devil. "I don't know! She just started crying, and I ran to you. Is she okay?" "Perhaps not, let me check."
-Flashbacks end-
Ugh. I now sit with 'fizzarolli' on a stage. I don't care about the past. That stuff will burn to the ground. Maybe things will be different performing for my life.
