Day XLIX
Your Name: You have my papers, read them yourself.
Suicidal Ideation: 0/10
Homicidal Ideation: 7/10
Amount of Sleep Last Night: You actually expect me to sleep when I've been taken somewhere against my will with no explanation whatsoever? You must be joking.
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain.: Why the hell should I tell you?
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Because I talk to people!!!
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...Forgive me, I shouldn't be so rude to such a sans fin petite.
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Oh, oh, you're a writer?? And they won't let you write?? What about these computers? You can write on these, right? Like I'm writing right now?? Sooo....maybe you can write on them!!
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Yes, I am a writer. The Marquis de Sade. Oh, I'm quite sure they will let me write after what happened at Charenton. These computers are only good for those damned sheets and communication - not with the outside world, unfortunately.
If you have ever taken up the pen and written on paper...there is only a certain kind of satisfaction that one may achieve from that.
But it is an intriguing idea. Hmm. Here's an idea. Perhaps, every week, I should write a little story for you all? It would make things a bit more interesting if you had some new material for your ripe and eager mind, don't you think?
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Oh, and that's a GREAT IDEA!! I bet you're a really good writer!! That must be why they put you here, like they did with...with Herman Melville and Miguel Cervantes, and Judith Miller and stuff!! It's not exactly pent and paper but, but they can't burn it or throw it away or anything! And also when you get out you can take that the computer thingy with you and publish your stuff on the INTERNET!!!
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It's one of the reasons they sent me here. They don't like stories that tell of the truth and of the Nature of man.
A sound idea, mademoiselle. It is an option.
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