Bloodmoon sat on the ground in his little room in the daycare theater, crying, he was stressed, why was he stressed, he'd never know, he just had so many overwhelming thoughts, alot of hateful things, and many others, he hugged his little fox plush, it gave him comfort "I'm just a waste of space" He mumbled to himself as he cried, he felt like crying for awhile, and now he is, alone in his room, in the night, in his dimly lit room "I'm sorry" He mumbled again