A monologue of a chobit.
I don't own chobits!!! But I do love it! This is a serious beginning to what will become a fluffy tale of a chobit learning right from wrong, and which rules to obey…exciting hmm? Please r&r…thank you very much! I hope you enjoy it!
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The world all around me is filled with them.
Every one wants to be with one of them.
I am one of those people.
And yet we only want to make the world, them and our creators happy.
We do not own ourselves.
Every thing we own is given to us.
The we that is they and us are sad, yet we are taught only to smile.
We wish to be loved.
But we only have a fleeting knowledge of what love is.
What is it that makes our creators act so strangely?
Whose fault is it and can I and we fix it?
The questions why and where and what and who resound again and again.
These are drummed into the back of our minds again and again.
We follow simple rules.
We love those who want our love,
We will be who they want us to be,
We will do what they want us to do,
We will never harm them,
But there is always the possibility of dreams and that we may surpass them.
That is why they, in that I mean our creators, have control over our memories.
Our most important attribute.