Day 112: I was Blank, For A Moment I Promise

How could I have forgotten to memorise your everlasting need to be informed? Or should I be asking, how could you not know, not realise? In the meantime, it has been a few days now, but yes, I did enter the broom cupboard. Yes, the horror, the dazzling aroma, it haunts me. But could you have known the beginning that happened? It was like a cold and freezing, but beautiful winters day all rainy and dark gloominess. For some unforseen reason, I hesitated not and simply strolled right in there. What is wrong with me? I did not even think to ask my retched brain; which failed to inform me of the filthy situation about to occur. One second I was walking and the next I was in a screaming torture chamber of some unknown cupboard demon dimension that spawns a never ending supply of cobwebs! I screamed so much, both Ashley and Lisa were in disgust. I screamed, pushing through the webs to feel the back of the cupboard. I continued walking in like my legs we no longer mine to control. Then I saw it. I stopped screaming for a nanosecond. I looked at my right hand and screamed. I looked over at my left hand and screamed. Then I turned my head from side to side so swiftly, screaming each time I saw my newly web encrusted hands. "It's on me, get it off. GET IT OFF!" I screamed. And that, dear RatMinoins, is when Lisa slammed the door.

Batteries Won't Pronounciate.