lemontine
It was long ago when she first came to this place so full of dread and rage and fear and loathing. It was many years ago that she came to hate herself for what they had done to her in this institution. It was many years ago since she came to "camp". Here she was once again, getting closure.
it was a piece of rusted metal. It was a treasure to the small boy. he pocketed the little robot toy, his personal gadget of delight and snuck back to his hut sheepishly where his father would be waiting angrily as usual. No one understood the boys need to be out of there.
She couldn't believe her eyes, as she unwrapped her birthday gift. Tearing through the paper enthusiastically. "Just what I wanted!!" She screamed hugging her grandmother tightly. There lying in the destroyed paper was a gleaming brand new silver robot, eyes of the palest jade.