I move small and quick. I feel cold. I feel sad. I cannot move, my somethings won't let me, they shake, they shake fast making me shake. I am cold. I try to cry, but nothing happens. I try again, nothing happens. I am cold, very cold. I feel the flowy come down. It is coming from me. I am making the flowy. I haven't made the flowy come for a long long while. I cry, I cry for the Nice Wall. I cry for the Super Nice Stingy. I even cry for the Nice Hurt. I cry, but nothing happens. I am alone.

I feel cold, I feel so cold I go into the nothing. I try, but I can't. The cold won't let me. I try to move, move where I feel safe, but there is not safe. There is only Stingy, and cold.

Cold. I feel so cold. I am cold. But I don't want to be cold, I want to be... Warm. I try to go into the nothing, it works but I only feel cold.