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Dot's Poem To Bob

Written By: AnnaIsh



After surrendering the Principal Office, Dot had to find shelter
for her, Mouse, and what was left of her troops. She felt a
horrible pain inside, like nothing she had ever felt before...
Giving up, was just something she never thought she would do.

Hack and Slash did the job for her. A small base beneath the ruins of what was once, Mainframe. Mouse didn't seem so appalled, though; but she was strong. Very strong. Definitely stronger than Dot, she thought.

Now, she was sitting behind what seemed to have been once, a desk. Her little organizer in her hands, showing her the stats of the magnitude of the damage made to the city when Hex exploded the firewall with her huge powers.

But what made her feel even worse, was the feeling of being
completely alone... without Bob. If only she had realized how much she loved him before the war...

She put down her organizer, and took a file folder. She also took
out a virtual pen, and started to write.

If only I could...

live without you...

She pressed the "delete" button, sighted, and started again.

Bob, my hero, come and save me from my misery,

not from games or viruses

but from grief.

From the sadness that has taken over my hearth

since you left...

Like a dark night takes over a sunny day,

or like a viral infection

taking slowly and painfully

all over me.

Oh, Bob, my hero,

come and save me for my misery.

*sight* Dot had now a knot tied up in her throat, and with every
nanosecond, each breath was even harder to take. She wrote even faster and faster, her virtual pen scratching harder and harder against her file folder.

Whispers fly by in the cyber wind

silent rumors all around me.

They whisper your name...

like in a song.

I feel so alone,

If only instead of the kiss of death

I could feel on my cheek

a kiss from you;

I would be happy.

If instead

of swallowing my own tears

(like crystals made of ice,

the ice that forms, not from cold,

but from being all alone)

I wish you would come,

wipe them away,

and never make me cry again.

Now that I've lost

the three most important things in my life

(Enzo, Mainframe and YOU)

I'm not even sure there's still a reason

not to end file

right here and right now.




At this point, the pain in Dot's chest was way too hard to resist.
She ripped in half the file folder, with what little strength she
had, and then ripped each piece in half, and in half, and half,and
half... until she only had really little pieces. She lifted up her
hands, and let the cyber zephyrs take the pieces, floating away.

Then, she cried. She cried until her eyes refused to cry any more. And this time, no one interrupted her.

Her last thought was: "Tomorrow, it will be another second..." And because she was so tired, she sobbed until she fell asleep.

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