You're in the parking lot at the 7/11. It's 2001.
Flailing its broken body around as a method of transportation, the thing leads you to the parking lot.
There are no cars there.
As it walked you heard its bones cracked and broke even further.
crack crack crunch crack crack crunch
The thing tells you to come back and you promise you will.
[[Go to slushie machine ->2001Slushie]]
[[2011->2011ParkingLot]]
[[2021->2021ParkingLot]]
You're in the parking lot at the 7/11. It's 2011.
You and the thing do whippits in the parking lot and listen to Panic! at the Disco.
You like this.
It's your second favorite thing to do.
[[Go to the slushie machine ->2011Slushie]]
[[The Next Day->2011ParkingLotNextDay]]
[[2001->2001ParkingLot]]
[[2021->2021ParkingLot]]
You're in the parking lot at the 7/11. It's 2021.
You know what?
Fuck this.
I don't want these to be my memories.
I don't want to have found this place.
Why is this the only thing I remember?
Why is this the only thing that feels real?
That thing isn't even around to hate anymore.
[[Go to slushie machine ->2021Slushie]]
[[2001->2001ParkingLot]]
[[2011->2011ParkingLot]]
You have shit memory. Everything hazy and you know your brain forgot everything to protect you but, it doesn't make it less frustrating.
You wanna blame it all on that thing you found in the closet of the 7/11.
But you know that's not fair.
It sucks that the few memories you have from when you were younger...
always involve that thing...
and that 7/11...
Man how'd you even find that 7/11?
7/11s is supposed to be a myth.
[[Find a 7/11->2001Closet]]
You're in the closet at 7/11 . It's 2001.
"Oh please break all my bones."
The thing asks you.
Its young.
Its small.
Just like you.
It would be easy to break all it's bones...
"Oh please! Oh please! Break my bones!"
Being a child and naturally full of a lust for violence, you do as it asks.
[[Go to slushie machine ->2001Slushie]]
[[2011 -> 2011Closet]]
[[2021 -> 2021Closet]]
You're at the slushie machine of the 7/11. It's 2001.
The small thing gives you a slushie as a reward for breaking all of it's bones.
It can barely hold the cup with its arm krinkled up and jutting in different directions.
The slushie is cold and sweet and refreshing.
You feel good.
The thing smiles at you through its shattered terth wich you proudly shattered yourself.
You don't understand why your Lola told you never to look for a 7/11, it's great!
[[Go to the closet->2001Closet]]
[[Go to parking lot->2001ParkingLot]]
[[2011 ->2011Slushie]]
[[2021 ->2021Slushie]]
You're in the closet at 7/11 . It's 2011.
That thing lays on the ground with all its bones broken.
As it does everyday after you break all its bones.
Its done that every day for so long.
You being a teenager you've grown to hate any violence that isn't inflicted on you.
And the last time you tried to do that for yourself your mom yelled at you.
Man so unfair.
You've grown to hate the thing.
"Break more!"
There are no more.
You never do a good enough job.
You hate that you never do a good job.
But you like the fact that you have a job.
That you are needed.
[[Go to slushie machine ->2011Slushie]]
[[2001 ->2001Closet]]
[[2021 -> 2021Closet]]
You're in the closet at 7/11 . It's 2021.
Man that was fucked up.
You were just a little kid...
You weren't ready to break any bones...
but it was just a kid too...
Fuck...
I wish I was allowed to hate it.
I REALLY wish I was allowed to hate it.
But how can you hate a kid?
How can you hate something when it's not around anymore?
[[Go to slushie machine ->2021Slushie]]
[[2001 ->2001Closet]]
[[2011 -> 2011Closet]]
You're at the slushie machine of the 7/11. It's 2021.
You miss drinking slushies.
You miss kissing the thing.
You don't want to miss it but you do.
You miss being a kid.
You're 25, it's time to move on.
[[Go to parking lot ->2021ParkingLot]]
[[Go to closet -> 2021Closet]]
[[2001 ->2001Slushie]]
[[2011 ->2011Slushie]]
You're at the slushie machine of the 7/11. It's 2011.
The thing offers you a slushie as it always does.
You deny it.
You're not a fucking kid.
The thing starts sweetly talking to you about better ways to break it.
You hate when it does this.
The thing kisses you.
Its jaw is cracked in two.
You two have been boyfriends for around a year now.
Despite the fact you hate it.
Hating it has become your favorite thing to do.
You know its not right that it makes you come here.
That it makes you break all it's bones.
But if it wasn't around what would you hate?
You're a teenager you NEED to hate something.
It feels good when it's broken face presses against yours though.
[[Go to parking lot ->2011ParkingLot]]
[[Go to closet -> 2011Closet]]
[[2001 ->2001Slushie]]
[[2021 ->2021Slushie]]
You're in the parking lot at the 7/11. It's the next day.
Except it's not the 7/11 parking lot because the 7/11 is not there any more.
And neither is that thing.
You know the thing will never come back.
But you do not know the 7/11 will.
[[2001->2001ParkingLot]]
[[2021->2021ParkingLot]]