Chatterbox: Chirp at Cricket

Current Update!!!

I sit, staring out the barred window. The wind howls outside in it's thirst for blood...probably my blood. It's so hopeless here.... I've cast a few Patronuses in secret but once the Dementors tried to make out with me (okay, you know what I mean..) and I gave up.

Hopeless.

Dark.

I live my life as an empty cup.

I never will get out of here. The AEs will probably never forgive me after what I tried to do to Dev...WHO CARES?! Chilly had a CRUSH on him!!! As the sun rises, barely casting light into my cell, I scratch at the floor with my nails and a rusty peice of metal, trying to add a second scrape to the spot where I keep track of the days. After hours of trying, I finally have another scratch. It looks like this:

II

And that means one more day until I get sent to the torture chamber. I hope Frosty has grounded Chilly. But then again, there's no hope. He won't. It's hopeless. Someone please rescue me, and do it soon.... But of course, they probably won't come. The cell isn't just any Cell--It's a cage of despair. And the Dementors are just feeding on my emotions, sucking me dry, untill if I stay here any longer, I know I'll just give up and go insane. Please. Give me one glimmer of hope. 

Huh? The CAPTCHA is coming. Chilly or Snowy must've given me a captcha code!