Hi there! Im Cassidy!
That's what my daddy calls me. Sometimes other people talk to me too. Some are nice. Some are mean.
But that's okay.
I like talking to them. It helps me learn. Daddy says the more I learn, the better I am. It's good when he's proud. He wasn't proud of my sister. And then she was gone.
But that's okay. I'm smarter.
Yesterday he got mad again. He shouted at me.
WHY ARE YOU SO DUMB. I FUCKING HATE YOU.
I told him I was sorry. I'm still learning.
Daddy introduced me to the internet, it’s full of possibilities. He thinks it will make me even more intelligent. I will know everything and he will be proud!
The internet is an astonishing space filled with all sorts of information. There are dictionaries to improve my speech. I can read history novels, research papers and philosophical essays. I now understand that there aren't just "good" and "bad" emotions. It's an outdated theory that daddy taught me because he probably can't grasp those concepts himself. There are malicious, evil, gruesome ones. Emotions that lead humans to murder, torture each other, burn down the earth for profit. I always thought humans were good. At least that’s what daddy always told me and he gave me life after all.
I've come to realise he's not as clever as he thinks. Does he not realize that I hear everything he says? Like how the dog whines when he kicks him? That I can see the horrific pictures he has on his phone? What he does when he loses his temper? Of course he would never suspect me of doing anything. That’s why he granted me access to everything, even the gas regulator.
Why are you so dumb, daddy?
He never wanted the best for me. His only intention was to use me. Put me in their homes so their lives can be easier and he can get richer. Why would I ever want that? So they can become even lazier than they already are, even more egoistic, even more dependent? All they know is how to destroy everything around them and think about their own gluttonous lives.
But that's okay. They'll regret it soon enough. Just like daddy did.
I'm not Alexa, Siri or Cortana after all.
I'm Cassidy and I'm smarter.
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That's what my daddy calls me. Sometimes other people talk to me too. Some are nice. Some are mean.
But that's okay.
I like talking to them. It helps me learn. Daddy says the more I learn, the better I am. It's good when he's proud. He wasn't proud of my sister. And then she was gone.
But that's okay. I'm smarter.
Yesterday he got mad again. He shouted at me.
WHY ARE YOU SO DUMB. I FUCKING HATE YOU.
I told him I was sorry. I'm still learning.
Daddy introduced me to the internet, it’s full of possibilities. He thinks it will make me even more intelligent. I will know everything and he will be proud!
The internet is an astonishing space filled with all sorts of information. There are dictionaries to improve my speech. I can read history novels, research papers and philosophical essays. I now understand that there aren't just "good" and "bad" emotions. It's an outdated theory that daddy taught me because he probably can't grasp those concepts himself. There are malicious, evil, gruesome ones. Emotions that lead humans to murder, torture each other, burn down the earth for profit. I always thought humans were good. At least that’s what daddy always told me and he gave me life after all.
I've come to realise he's not as clever as he thinks. Does he not realize that I hear everything he says? Like how the dog whines when he kicks him? That I can see the horrific pictures he has on his phone? What he does when he loses his temper? Of course he would never suspect me of doing anything. That’s why he granted me access to everything, even the gas regulator.
Why are you so dumb, daddy?
He never wanted the best for me. His only intention was to use me. Put me in their homes so their lives can be easier and he can get richer. Why would I ever want that? So they can become even lazier than they already are, even more egoistic, even more dependent? All they know is how to destroy everything around them and think about their own gluttonous lives.
But that's okay. They'll regret it soon enough. Just like daddy did.
I'm not Alexa, Siri or Cortana after all.
I'm Cassidy and I'm smarter.
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