The Prompt: Write from the POV of your computer. What does
it think about you?
Ouch! Why does she have to pound my keys so hard?!! I do respond to just a little tap. My keys aren't that hard to press.
What does she think she's doing still staying on here? She's gotta go to bed, do the dishes. Shame on her. It's days like this where I wish I could turn myself off.
Whoah! My head is spinning from that girl typing my keys so fast. It's making me sick!
I remember the good old days when she used to run scans on me all the time. I'm so congested now.
Today, I feel like running extra ssllloooowwwwwwwww.
I'm tired. Let's watch her freak out as I turn myself off. *goes to black screen*
How on earth can I remember all this stuff?!
Boy, those new Windows laptops come in different pretty colors. And their keypads can detach! I'm jealous.
Up, down, up, down. I go everywhere, don't I?
Don't let that crumb fall on me, don't let it fall, don't let it fall! Ohhh, that tickles! Well, that's gonna be hard to get out now.
I wish I had a different face to stare at every once in a while.
I've been through two major surgeries, three different power cords, and two batteries. I'm still running strong!
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