They forget.
I stare at her blankly.
My name. I made them call me Robot and now they can't remember my real name.
Her parents call her Robot?
Wha-
Before I can finish my sentence, she has her arms around me and is crying against my chest.
Instinctively, I wrap my arms back around her and hold her close.
Her feeling so small and broken in my embrace.
I stiffen in rememberance of the feeling.
She pulls apart and looks at me with her tear filled eyes.
Confused.
Y-you're not the only one with family issues.
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I really want this to get to the point
Like im impatient myself .
-A m e l i a
