Kitsune [Coder]

The Sound of Choices
          
          The noise grew louder.
          It was like metal with metal. 
          The sound rang like an echo.
                                                                  I listen.
                                                                                     I wait.
          I don't know how long it's been on. 
                                                                           Days?
                                                                                         Weeks?
                                                                                                          Months?
          It was a loud noise.
          I can never know when it will end.
          Maybe it was as infinite as choices?
          
          
          
          Or maybe it was as long as I lived?
          
          In this cruel world, choices can be difficult.
          Maybe this noise is what it is?
          Cruel choices?
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Why?
                     Why does this cruel noise haunt me?
          Maybe it's what I did last time...
          
          
          
          
          It doesn't matter.
          He's mine.
          You're mine.
          
          
          
          
          
          The noise changes.
          Sometimes it's a boyfriend yelling,
          A noisy neighbor,
          A car pulling in,
          The sound of an engine...
          
          
          
          
          This place doesn't contain happiness...
          Sometimes I don't understand what I am anymore...
          But it's ok.
          
          Because we are all nothing.
          Nobody.
          Nothing.
          
          
          
          This place, world, dimension,
          
          
          It is all just choices that are done and taken.
          All that it is is just nothing,
          Because in this world of choices,
          Mistakes are made,
          Decisions are broken.
          
          
          Arguements,
                                     Tantrums,
                                                          Disagreements.
          
          These all happen because of choices.
          Decisions.
          Maybe that's what the noise is trying to tell me..
          To tell...
          
          
          
          
          
          Us.
          
          
          
          
          You.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          This sound is as infinite as choices,
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Each time someone makes a bad choice,
            
                          The sound would get louder.
          
          This is your job.
          Your fault each time the noise gets louder.
          Your fault if they all die.
          
          Your fault if you fail us all.
          
          
          
          Your fault if we don't like you.

Sayori the Dog likes to H A N G out with people
          Natsuki the Cat is sometimes S N A P P Y when you pet her
          Yuri the Racoon has K N I F E times when she is writing
          
          Even though they have these 
          P
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          D 
          Personalities, I still
          R E A L L Y
          M I S S 
          M Y
          F R I E N D S .
          They are sometimes not fine
          Sometimes
          There is something
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          With them
          But I still really 
          M I S S
          M Y
          F
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          Decode it! 

Just so you know, I made up the last name for my character. Fennix Angela is a last name that I dedicate to my pet fox named Angela. ;)

Interpretations
          
          People don't understand
          That somethings have different meanings.
          That's what metaphors,
                                                     Similies,
                                                                    And Idioms are for.
          
          But what I don't understand,
                                                                 Is the meaning of this..
          
          
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          What is the interpretation..
          For this..
          
          Code?
          Why are we here?
          
          Why is the noise getting
                                                    L o u d e r ?
          Why do we ex
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          Why do we l i
                                 v e?
          What is the po
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          Of 
          Any
          Of
          This?
          
          How should I
          In
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                     Pre
                            T
          
          This?
          
          What is the meaning of
          
          In
          Ter
          Pre
          Ta
          Tion?
          
          
          Get       Out         Nothingness.
          Me        Of           This