She is the only one that understands me I am the only one who understands her. One fed up girl with brown hair and big brown eyes. She does not want to be here and is trapped in with tears of boredom. It is here to bore her and to suffocate her with boringness. From the desk in the room I can hear and see her in the room.


The secret to this boredom she gets fed up. With this she needs to balm someone. When the voices she hears surround her with things she does not like and things she does not know about. That is one of what feds her up the most the one she gets the maddest about is at the person who sent her here.


Why she asks why it did nothing as it talks more