Last moments..Was I that worthless to deserve this fate? I'd rather be screwed up and tossed to the side. You wouldn't have to give me another thought. I must be too valuable.Too valuable to keep; others could use me, manipulate the things I know. It could flip your world upside down.But you don't know how long I've been around. I've seen and been used by so many people.The hands they give me nightmares. Hard, rough, soft, wrinkled. It's a horrible way to be used.The nails slowly destroyed me, ripping me to pieces.You couldn't understand.I look around for an escape anything, even the wind but to no avail. I wasn't going to survive, not this time.Panic swarmed over me as noise washed over me; you've turned on the torture device. It won't be long now.I'll be in a thousand pieces in less than a minute, surrounded by others. How could you do this?Goodbye cruel, but equally wonderful world, it was nice knowing you.