I'm human (completed)

Slipping

Letting the sloppy mop hit the floor, I began cleaning the floor from it's dirty contents. Dirt stuck to the mop's strings making it dirty and unclean.

Just like me

I cannot wash the dirt off my body though, I cannot just simply erase what I had done. I ducked the head mop into the bucket filled with soapy water mixed with ammonia.

Wringing the mop's head the dirty contents flowed out into the bucket.

Mops pick up dirt and clean it out

But I cannot do that, for I am not a mop. Nor I would want to be. Mops become old and stinky as they get older and more useless.

Again I began mopping another section of the kitchen, picking up sumos food and bowl, I mopped that section as well.

I wish I was a human, humans can be forgiven, humans can feel, humans make mistakes but that just proves that they are human.

I felt my grip tighten on the stick of the mop.

I cannot wish anything

I continued to mop the kitchen, shutting out my thoughts.

I am not human

Letting go of the mops shaft, I stepped back and my hands cradled my face. Tucking my body inwards and having my knees tucked against my chest, I covered my ears.

I know I'm not human, I know I can't feel.

Thirium drowned out my hearing sensors, I felt suffocated. My chest felt like something was pushing against it, despite my knees being there to protect me. The kitchen spinned around me, everything fell, it was black. I felt Hot and cold flashes for what seemed like hours but in real time it only happened for a few seconds.

Your dying

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No, no I'm not.

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Stop.

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Listen to me. I am fine!, I don't have any bio components damaged!

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Please...

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I'm still falling. In and out. I can't focus, I can't think.

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I don't want to forget. I don't wanna forget about hank. I don't want to forget about sumo. I wanna remember. I wan-

You cannot want anything.

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My eyes lids were starting to become heavy, but my breathing stayed if not escalated, I clawed at my head, trying to get anything to work again.

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Who is...sumo? Who is hank?, images flashed before my eyes. It was me at the bar with some angry man, one of me pinned down by a huge Saint Bernard, a small unrelated image flashed though. Of me laying in said mans arms on the couch.

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Wh..who am I? Who's shirt is this? Where's my uniform.

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M̵y̵ ̵s̷h̷o̴u̴l̷d̶e̴r̶s̷ ̵t̷h̴e̷y̸ ̷h̴u̸r̷t̶,̵ ̷s̷o̴m̵e̵t̴h̷i̴n̸g̷s̷ ̶d̴i̸g̷g̷i̴n̸g̵ ̶i̴n̵t̷o̵ ̴t̶h̷e̵m̷,̸ ̷s̶o̴m̸e̵o̶n̷e̶'̴s̷ ̵y̴e̸l̵l̴i̶n̴g̶.̶ ̸I̸ ̸c̵a̸n̵n̶o̷t̴ ̷h̶e̷a̵r̸ ̴t̷h̶e̶m̵,̵ ̵m̶y̵ ̴e̸y̸e̴s̷ ̷w̴e̷r̴e̵ ̶j̶u̴s̵t̶ ̸t̵o̶o̶ ̴h̴e̴a̴v̴y̵.̶ ̵
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̵I̵ ̸w̷a̶s̷ ̴f̸o̷r̵c̶e̵d̵ ̷i̷n̸t̷o̶ ̵s̶h̶u̷t̵ ̷d̵o̷w̶n̵ ̵m̶o̶d̶e̶.̶

And your going to die alone.