Zero Zero First entryI guess we'll start with the beginning then that's everything starts how or else wouldn't call it that. I was born and raised at Better Living Laboratory right outside the city. I had no parents I'm guessing I was made in a test tube that would make me a test tube baby and it was probably as an experiment most of my fucking life has been an experiment so I wouldn't doubt it. I guess I'm writing this stuff so that there is some sort of legit documentation of my life not what Bli has not whatever Dr.D gathered me straight and true…anyways my names 0 yep the number I guess Bli was too lazy to give me a proper name so they just used my number and referred to me as 0. I like it I guess. I mean its simple straight forward to the point and easy to write. So I guess I'll start get it over with and hopefully never have to look back on these moments of my life ever again.
My first memory is when I'm five I open my eyes and I'm trapped in some sort of tube I'm covered in this weird goo that smell
Saving the Black Parade 14With Ray gone we each got out a fresh uniform from our wardrobes. It seemed that each had been stocked with several sets of our individual outfits.
Once we'd changed, we went down to join everyone else.
"I'm so glad there's still coffee here." Mikey was saying as we walked into the joint kitchen and dining room.
It was your average kitchen, with every appliance you'd find in a typical home. There was plenty of counter space, as well as many cupboards. The dining area really only consisted of a large circular wooden table surrounded by 6 chairs. As if it was set up specifically for us. In the corner of the back wall there was a glass door that led out to the back yard.
"Coffee?! Where?" Adrian perked up.
I shook my head at her, and went to find myself some juice, and maybe something to eat.
"Over there." Mikey pointed to a coffee machine on one of the kitchen counters. She went to get herself a mug full, before joining us all at the table.
In the fridge I'd found a jug of orange juice,
Untitledand a million children watch and laugh as i fall and smile when i cry because for them my pain is my greatest weakness in which they fully exploit they cannot be happy without my suffering and as theyy torture me with there words and eyes and oh so twisted grins i lay and take it for one day i truely believe they'll fade away like an easy warm summer breeze so i hide my true self and bury my sorrows and never let them see that i have fallen in this way they cannot kick me down further and therefore one day I'll stand bright high above them and their hateful actions like the sun and they will never take me down again because ill be many billions of miles away and nothing they say can reach me you'll see one day I'll be a star