T me: why dose everyone want to leave so bad... :/

T me: *panics and tears up* O_____O

T me: *gets out from under couch* .____.

T me: *gets nervouse* .______.

T me: why is everyone leaving? I like this place :<

T me: * starts mumbling* this is scary this is scary this is scary

T me: *stays under couch instead of following*

T me: *hides under some random couch* ._.

T me: *quietly cries from the commotion around me*

T me: *stares at floor*

*hides under the blanket*

T me: *curls in ball* -<-

T me: *sits in corner away from the others*

T me: *follows slowly* *last one to the room* ._.

T me: yeah :3

T me: *grabs pencil* :o

T me: *gets a serious attitude* >:O

T me: :< but it's a frisbee... they cant brake

T me: *grabs cookie plate and throws it somewhere* ._. Frisbee timee

T me: *sees a knife fly by* O.O