~Lynx~
I'm scared of this place. I wanna go home. Well home is always changing, but I don't want to be here. I rarely see my daddies, they're always busy. And most importantly, my best friend isn't here. Neither is my mother. Is she doing okay? Does she miss me? Does she think I abandoned her? I'd never do that. I was just curious when I woke up alone. I followed my daddies scent and now look at me.
I'm stuck here.
I don't even get the luxury of seeing them regularly. This is so unfair. I hate everything. Right now. Not the teddies though. I think my grandfather has this idea that the key to a child's heart is through goodies. He's partially right. But if my mom was here, she'd say fuck him. I'm not allowed to swear but I know a lot of curse words and I'm not afraid to throw them around if it means I get to see my papas.
