love-pozz

Hmm... Seems interesting, the army. Maybe I should join. Sure, I'm afraid of the dark, but I don't think I'd be so in the case of a night-time attack. Also, I've never had much of anything resembling emotions. I don't care much at all. Not anymore, at least. I remember finding a dead kitten once. Died from internal bleeding. Poor stray. I was terrified. I couldn't touch him, nor bring him to his grave. My mom dug it. I always pass by to say 'Hi', though there's nothing to mark the grave's spot. I can't get over it. But that's because it's from the past, when I still knew more or less who I was. I still had a heart. Things are so differe

After school, I quickly activated my rocket pigtails and flew back to my house. When I got there, I barged through the door and ran up the stairs to my room. I sat on my bed and waited for at least 10 minutes... "XJ-9! Your friend Bradley is here!" my mom called from downstairs. "Okay, Mom! Go ahead and tell him to come on up!" I told her, as I finished the very last bit of my homework. I had been working on it ever since I got home, while I was waiting on Brad. I could hear Brad's footsteps coming up the stairs, so I decided to put away my books, so I slid them into my backpack. "Hey, Jenny!" Brad happily told me. He went over to my bed a