I TOLD you to stay away. You didn't. You kept reading. This is all your fault.
You know, I can't even see what's coming. And that makes it worse.
I like my room. It's all pink and purple and has all my tests in it.
But she dragged me out and told me she woke up to see I had three readers.
I won't see my room for three days now.
I want my teddy.
Oh god!
Oh god please no!! She has the whip! The big long, really thin blood bringer.
This is going to hurt. I know it is. I've felt this whip befAAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH.
OKAY. OKAY. THAT wasn't too bad. I can feel blood trickling down my back. But two more to go. So that's okay, right? I can manage two more.
I'm gonna be sore tomorrow. I'm all tense. It does things to my muscles.
I want my tedAAAAAAAOOOOOWWWWW.
No. No no no no no no no. I can't. I CANT do it. It HURTS!
This is your fault! You read this! You VOTED on this!
How? How could you! What sort of cruel, sadistic person would willingly allow me to go through with this?
It was going to be stuck in the dungeons for three days. I could have handled that. I go their whenever she's mad at me. It's a little cold, but the rat skins are warm, once I've finished devouring the insides.
They're ok after a while. You get used to it, the tiny little un beating heart is the best! Like a sweet in among all the meat! But I can't eat the tiny food pax. That bits disgusting. I have to throw them to the corner... The stinky corner.
Oh! I get it! You think I'm fictional! THATS why you continued to read. I can understand and forgive you NOW. She tells me I'm fictional as well. (But she's lying. I know I'm real, and so do you)
Maybe... No. That's asking too much. Never mind.
AAAAAOOOOOEEEEEEEEEE
THAT HURT. THAT HURT. OOOOWWWWEWWWWWWW. SHE WENT RIGHT OVER TE FIRST ONE.
Ok. Ok ok ok ok. It's over now. Just to the dungeon, where I can have my blanket. I like my blanket, I feel safe, all the rats looking out for me, protecting me.
Oof! Ok. I'm off the tax now guys. It's ok. It's over. Two days in the dungeons with blanked.
I trust now that you can stay away? Now you understand I'm not fiction? Thank you.
I'd like to go back to my teddies soon.
