More Venting
Life is a game.
Life is a game where a human girl wakes up, goes to school, avoids people, goes home, avoids her family, writes, gets dragged into a two-hour-long lecture because her little brothers couldn't follow the routine again, and goes to sleep.
RESET
Over and over.
...
The human girl doesn't get her brothers' viewpoint.
What's the point of breaking the rules? What's the point of getting in trouble? What's the point of getting lectured?
RESET
What's the point of waking up?
Nothing ever changes.
What's the point of going to school?
She'll close to never use half the stuff she learns there.
What's the point of making friends?
People just leave her anyway.
What's the point of going home?
Responsibility just weighs her down there.
What's the point of avoiding her family?
They'll never just leave her alone.
What's the point of writing this?
Nobody cares.
What's the point of giving or receiving a lecture?
No one ever listens.
What's the point of sleeping?
She just wakes up to the same thing every day.
What's the point?
RESET
She SAVEs to keep coming back to the same place over and over.
She RESETs in the vain hope that something, anything will change.
But it never does.
The human girl is stuck in a never-ending loop.
There is no point.
Nothing is going to change.
-> SAVE
RESET
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