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August 15th 3098
4:00pm
Dear Diary…
I’m the daughter of Uzi Doorman. Yes, THE UZI DOORMAN! The one who saved the world by eating my dad’s sister’s core. She’s crazy, She’s wild and she really likes her guns! Speaking of guns, she really likes railguns. Calling them “sick as hell” for whatever reason, I never saw any appeal on those shooty-bam-bam things. I mean, they’re so harmful for many reasons!
Well, my mom was named after a gun, I was named after a gun (my name’s mackenzie as in mac-10 by the way because oooh! GUNNNNSS!!) And I can ramble on and on about those things but I won’t because we’ll be here all day!
And then there’s my dad, sweet, loving and a literal contrast to my stubborn yet ambitious as hell mom. I don’t hate my mom I gotta admit, I just disagree with her a lot. And when I say alot…I mean it…
Years ago, my mom had (and still has) a job at the CIA-I mean the Drone Force (formerly the Worker Drone Force) and what do they do? Spy on people, kill people bam bam bam that’s it so on and so forth! I don’t get how us drones get away with stuff like that, especially that smut!
Are we not like humans? Like at all??
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[Flashback time, Spring 3090]
Uzi: and that’s how we almost died, the end!
Me: *sobs uncontrollably* DADDD!
N: Hey Mac, what’s going on? Why are you crying?
Me: Uzi told me the scary story!
N: Uzi…she’s only a kid.
Me: Yeah…
N: Can’t you save those stories until she’s mature enough to hear them?
Uzi: Come on, my mom told me those stories all the time and I turned out fine!
N: Well she’s not you…
[Uzi starts feeling bad for her daughter]
Uzi: *sighs* maybe I have gone too far….I’m sorry Mac 10, mommy never thought it through…
Me: That’s okay mom, *hugs Uzi*
*Uzi starts tearing up*
Me: Mommy? What’s wrong?
Uzi: Nothing dear…
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Although she was crazy, she did have a heart of gold, and she actually got on well with me…It was only when my views started to shift and shift and shift…
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[Flashback time, Summer 3090]
Me: Mommy look! I’ve made this drawing of my family!
*Shows Uzi a drawing of her and her family*
Uzi: Wow! You’re such an artist! Just like Mommy and Daddy!
N: *Waves while washing the dishes*
Me: What’s that you’re watching Mom?
Uzi: Oh it’s the news, just the news…
Me: Can I watch it with you?
Uzi: my husband said I shouldn’t let you watch grown up stuff, I’m only watching it so I know how to keep the world safe.
Me: What from?
Uzi: Our company and everything else…
*Uzi then gets a message from her phone*
Uzi: It’s them…
Me: Who’s them?
N: Honey? Try not to talk about you know…infront of the kids.
Uzi: Right…right…
N: Mac! Lunch is ready!
Me: Coming!
*Grabs the lunch (Which is just oil) and sits on the table*
Uzi: *mumbles something* They really order us around like we’re zombies…
Me: Who’s ordering us around?
Uzi: Nothing sweetie *puts phone away* Just making sure our world is safe!
*I noticed the TV was still on but that was when my brother changed it to a boring action show*
Uzi: I gotta go now, see you later!
N: Uzi don’t forget your hat! (Throws Uzi her hat)
Uzi: Thanks darling (Kisses him on the cheek) See ya!
*I watched my mom close the door infront of me*
Me: Daddy?
N: Yes dear?
Me: Why does Uzi need to protect us from bad people so much?
N: *gives me a pat on the shoulder* Mac, she’s only trying to keep the world safe, it’s her job! But that doesn’t stop her from loving you as much as the sun and moon!
I walked away from N, feeling better about myself, but we kept losing touch over the years for various reasons…