Post by cutter on Feb 16, 2008 22:54:40 GMT 3
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Pain.
Pure pain.
Could someone please stop it?
Please?
It hurts.
Again, and again, and again.
I don't want to feel it anymore.
Why can't I die?
Mom.
Dad.
Why did you have to die? Why?
Why doesn't anyone save me?
Where are all the heroes?
Wretched world!
I'm all alone now. Alone with the pain.
They say they need to 'test' me.
Why? Why do they want to torture me so?
What use it is to them?
That man in the red jacket...
He is the cause. He is the reason. He is the pain.
He has no pity for me, or the other poor souls they 'test'.
I remember his face when they...
...when they did something to me.
Then, they started 'testing'.
Always testing. Is there an end to it?
What did I do to deserve this?
Nothing, that's what...
How long have I been here?
Am I still a child?
Or have I grown up?
I do not know.
I do not remember.
The pain, I wish I couldn't remember it either...
But how could I forget?
If my life is pain, what would happen to my life if it would be taken away?
From one horror, to another...
This life isn't worth living.
But I can't die.
This stupid body doesn't die!
And it doesn't even feel... mine anymore.
Am I...
Am I still a human?
The things they have done...
Everything has changed...
Stupid red jacket...
I need to escape.
But, what if they'll catch me?
Then they'll keep tighter watch on me, and I'll be stuck here forever...
Nononononono
Don't think about that.
The next time they do their 'tests'...
That's when I'll do it.
That's when I'll escape.
They made me what I am.
They'll pay for that.
All the pain...
All the sorrow...
All the hatred...
Curse the man in red.
He will pay.
He will.
...Will he?
No more pain.
Freedom.
Peace.
Hope.
But...
Can I attain those?
The pain... It stays in my mind every day...
Every hour...
Every minute...
Every second...
I need to forget.
Lock away all the pain, all the horror, all the sorrow!
But then, then they would have to be forgotten too...
And they wouldn't get their punishment...
Accursed pain.
Am I cursed to live with you for the rest of my miserable life?
Am I destined to be... something inhuman?
I look human, but I know the dark deeds they did to me.
Mother...
I miss your smile.
Father...
I miss your protection.
I...
I can hear them.
They are coming.
No more, no more!
No more pain!
No more tests!
No more red jacketed man!
NO MORE!
Pain.
Pure pain.
Could someone please stop it?
Please?
It hurts.
Again, and again, and again.
I don't want to feel it anymore.
Why can't I die?
Mom.
Dad.
Why did you have to die? Why?
Why doesn't anyone save me?
Where are all the heroes?
Wretched world!
I'm all alone now. Alone with the pain.
They say they need to 'test' me.
Why? Why do they want to torture me so?
What use it is to them?
That man in the red jacket...
He is the cause. He is the reason. He is the pain.
He has no pity for me, or the other poor souls they 'test'.
I remember his face when they...
...when they did something to me.
Then, they started 'testing'.
Always testing. Is there an end to it?
What did I do to deserve this?
Nothing, that's what...
How long have I been here?
Am I still a child?
Or have I grown up?
I do not know.
I do not remember.
The pain, I wish I couldn't remember it either...
But how could I forget?
If my life is pain, what would happen to my life if it would be taken away?
From one horror, to another...
This life isn't worth living.
But I can't die.
This stupid body doesn't die!
And it doesn't even feel... mine anymore.
Am I...
Am I still a human?
The things they have done...
Everything has changed...
Stupid red jacket...
I need to escape.
But, what if they'll catch me?
Then they'll keep tighter watch on me, and I'll be stuck here forever...
Nononononono
Don't think about that.
The next time they do their 'tests'...
That's when I'll do it.
That's when I'll escape.
They made me what I am.
They'll pay for that.
All the pain...
All the sorrow...
All the hatred...
Curse the man in red.
He will pay.
He will.
...Will he?
No more pain.
Freedom.
Peace.
Hope.
But...
Can I attain those?
The pain... It stays in my mind every day...
Every hour...
Every minute...
Every second...
I need to forget.
Lock away all the pain, all the horror, all the sorrow!
But then, then they would have to be forgotten too...
And they wouldn't get their punishment...
Accursed pain.
Am I cursed to live with you for the rest of my miserable life?
Am I destined to be... something inhuman?
I look human, but I know the dark deeds they did to me.
Mother...
I miss your smile.
Father...
I miss your protection.
I...
I can hear them.
They are coming.
No more, no more!
No more pain!
No more tests!
No more red jacketed man!
NO MORE!