samasan142

I was bound and gagged one day while looking at certain sites on my computer (>.> <.<), dragged forcefully across the ground until part of my ear ripped off. The rest of it came off when they pulled me up into the car and my ear hit the foot step (Don't worry, apparently I'm part gecko, so it grew back.). It was a long ride to a place I didn't hear the name of, particularly because on the way out of the car my captors were dragging me so I would go completely earless. I was sat in a chair (which for some reason - probably a good one - had a cushion on it), and a bright light was shone in my eyes, interrogator-style. I could see LiSwtSLaS standing out of the corner of my eye. holding what appeared to be a billy club. She brought her arm up, and looked like she was about to strike me when she said, "You are now on mibba." And she brought her arm back more and I braced myself for her strike. It felt -- soft, like a pillow. I opened my eyes and turned. She was hitting me with a giant baseball bat - you know, the ones you win at carnivals - again and again. I managed to say something in between her shots; " You suck." Then she hit me with a real baseball bat. Ow.

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So anyways, in case you haven't guessed, I'm pretty much crazy. PRETTY MUCH being the operative adjective. Situation word. Controller?
Anyways, it's aspergers.