FS10 Maj 2012 - My Robot

The lounge was warm and cozy. Art2 took place in the small chair I had built for him, in front of the fireplace. He leaned back. Slowly I found my way to the couch. "What's the matter?" I said, to break the silence. Art2 didn't respond. He just looked into the fire, with his cold green LED eyes. I tried again. "What's the matter Art2?" A long moment of silence went by. Still no answer. I started to leave the lounge in anger. Never before had i been ignored by Art2. As i was about to grab the wooden door handle, when I heard a voice behind me. The voice was no longer metallic. "Have you noticed something lately?" The voice said. I turned around, the fireplace blinded my eyes for a second. "What do you mean?" I almost whispering responded. Art2 kept talking for about 3 minutes. "But how is that possible?!" I shouted. "You're just a bloody robot!" My hands started to shake, my head was turning red and in a matter of seconds i had teared Art2 to pieces.

Half a year ago, my little sister was killed. She was 7 years old. She was home alone for the first time. My sister was sick that day. I were at school, dad was working and mom went out to buy some groceries for the weekend. It was a Friday, I clearly remember. Mom were always home around 12 o'clock on Fridays. I remember my Iphone 11 calling. I did not have it on silence, so I were thrown out of class. I was sitting in the long hallway, for around 15 minutes, before i called back. A small head popped up on the Iphone. "Mom! You got me thrown out of class. How many times do i have to tell you? You can't call me