Character: Zion. Page 3

I really like mom. We are both vulnerable and don't like to appear often in society. We are surrounded by good people, at least, nothing bad to say about them can not. Classmates, neighbors, citizens - all friendly, smart, educated. No one raised his voice, not shouting, not insulted anyone and did not look askance. No weird people or people not of this world. Each led a healthy lifestyle, and even slightly overweight people, like mom, was a rarity. In this stable, homogeneous world, with the same people, my mom put on weight and began using the word in the phrase "broke" and "anguish"; and I noticed that the presence of other people and starts to irritate me and depress.

- You may think you've seen me naked!
- Well, let's seen.

Nezumi, if not met you, I never would have realized that I am really. I never would have known how many different emotions hidden in me. And, most likely, would have grown to calm, cool and obedient adult. I would never know what it feels like to cry, to be angry and insist. Just meeting you made me realize how much stuff there is in me. And I'm terribly proud of this knowledge. I'm glad I met you.

If I could turn back time and return to that night, if I could go back in time before we met... so many times I asked this question... But the answer was always the same. No matter how many times I would be offered a choice, I always would have done the same thing. I still would have opened that window and waited.

Knowledge requires decisions.

There are a lot of things I don't understand. But most of all I am scared that I will lose you...

I never tried to learn the truth. It was hidden for me, hidden somewhere far away. But that's no excuse. So I want to know the hidden truth about this world!

If I hadn't met you, I would never have realized what kind of person I am. I have grown indifferent, helpless and in addition submissive, but I have spent time with you. In tears, in joy and in anger. Now I know that all these feelings were buried inside me and so I'm proud of myself. I'm glad I know you.

Torture is pretty simple. In each hand - 15 nails, one for each phalanx of the finger.