My Cradle and, Sometimes, My CageMy bedroom is usually my cradle
It is where I am happiest
Be it if is, small and a tad cramped
I almost never leave here
If I had almost all the necessities, I would never leave
It would be paradise
Though, I would have to leave at some point to restock my resources
My cradle is sometimes my cage
Especially, when it is sweltering hot
Or freezing cold
And the fact I refuse to leave it, even in those circumstances
Sometimes, very little happens there
Leaving me quite bored
And, lazy, which in turn makes me sleepy
Nevermind, that it is right next to noisy room
When it is my cradle, it offers me sanctuary
Particularly, in which to flee
And, lock out all things outside
Though, the door doesn't have a lock
It is where I blossom
Where I can truly be myself
And have a place of musing.
When it is my cage, when others invade
Or bang quite on the door
Or come in quite most uninvited!
Often, during those times, I cannot help but to feel rage
Yet, I still never leave
In fact, it i
That DoorwayI don't want to go through there
You can't make me
There's something in there
It scares me
No I won't go through there
Maybe Rust will
Rust goes wherever I won't
But she isn't here right now
I'm not going through there
I don't want to
I'm going back to my room now
So much pain!
What's happening to me?
*In Sabi's Room*
Oh, there is blood all over my keyboard
What happened there?
Never again, will I ever go there!
Never, never, never!
My illness, oh no!
It's gotten worse
Madgie, what did you do? XXI: Bullets and Sunshineマッジ、あなたは何をしたのですか？ XXI：箇条書きとサンシャイン
I awoke to the sound of a Maschinengewehr 42 firing off. To my surprise was who was holding it, Doki. In no more than a few seconds, she looked at me and said, "USA-201.05228-GI, if you wish to live, you must follow what directions I give, one of which is to stay put." Something struck me about Doki, besides the fact that she was wielding heavy weaponry, was the fact that she seemed to have gone rogue and looked as if she had. She was wearing a short and somewhat torn black tube dress, black combat gloves, and one combat boot with a brace fixed onto it. Her hair was ruffled quite so and barely tied back into braided pigtails, bounded by black ribbons. She was also wearing ruby red lipstick (her ass-beating lipstick) and had on black