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I was only nine years old.
I loved magic so much.
I had all the smileys and blocks.
I pray to magic every night, thanking him for the prizes I've been given.
Magic is love, I say, magic is life.
Processor overhears me and calls me a toaster.
I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for magic.
I called him a microwave.
He /kicked me and told me to quit life.
I'm crying now, and my face hurts.
I lay in bed, and its really cold.
A warmth is moving towards me.
I feel something touch me.
It's magic.
I'm so happy.
It whispers in to ear, "It's time,".
It grabs me with its powerful tempation and puts me on my hands and knees.
I'm ready.
I spread my hotbar for magic.
He penetrates my energy.
It hurts so much, but I'll do it for magic.
I can feel my smiley ripping as my eyes start to water.
I push against its force.
I want to please magic.
It sounds a mighty roar as he fills my account with energy.
JaWapa, TOOP, and NVD all walk in.
Magic looks them straight in the eye and says,"Its all exploited now".
Magic leaves through my window.
Magic is love I say, magic is life.