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patching_up) wrote in
paradisa2013-03-04 12:33 pm
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Number 2. [ Dictated ]
[When 5 speaks into his journal it is with a cracked and haggard tone, quieter than it ought to be. He did not expect to wake up this morning in perfect condition, save the irreparable missing eye of course-- though while that was simply a shock, the realization that the decades of memories he'd been reminiscing on were all a lie definitely stung quite a bit more. His fabricated life and history, after all, were much nicer and less traumatic than the reality he has now been brought back to.]
None of that was real. It was all in my head...
[There is a dry, sobbing sound.]
No... w-why...? I had years and years o-of... of happy memories, where n-no one died and it... the castle... it did this to me? Why?!
It...
It must really hate me. Whatever I did wrong, ah, I'm sorry... I'm sorry! Please, n-no more of this...
None of that was real. It was all in my head...
[There is a dry, sobbing sound.]
No... w-why...? I had years and years o-of... of happy memories, where n-no one died and it... the castle... it did this to me? Why?!
It...
It must really hate me. Whatever I did wrong, ah, I'm sorry... I'm sorry! Please, n-no more of this...

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