Owner hasn’t been to 3 for days. I wonder what has happened to her. Her desk top is empty, only her computer is here. I don’t see any other humans coming by too. I don’t hear any news about Owner. I wonder what had happened. ..and about this strange feeling of uneasiness in my heart. Was I worried? Or was I nervous for fear of being abandoned again, left at the mercy of the Others?? I couldn’t comprehend the strange mix of feelings that I was experiencing.
Did I miss Owner? I didn’t think I would. Why would I miss her? The one who discarded me from her home to this cold entrapment, left to fraternise with talking stationery, the one with the sarcastic comments about me yet used me for her own amusement, she who ate my brethren and she who often forgot to clean out my confinement space. How could I miss someone who often said the darndest things about me to her other human friends in lame attempts at concocting jokes. The list just goes on and on.
I hadn’t been fed either since last Friday. I’m hungry to the point where I could eat my own faeces. I think I may have already accidentally eaten some. Probably that’s what’s been keeping me alive thus far.
At this point of my life, I’m beginning to wonder…was there a reason to my existence? Why was I created? What the heck is the purpose of my life?
Why am I always in a bad mood, negative minded and always preferring to be a loner? The mundanity of my life is killing me. Screw all that fighting fish crap and being a brave survivor, fighting to the end stuff that I always whine and proclaim about myself time and again. Why do I glorify myself when in reality I am not even aware of my true identity?
What I really need is a sign to keep me going, a reason to live. And I really hope it appears soon while I still have the will to carry on living.
