The Tragedy of The Baby Empire

1936 The Baby Empire 2574

It felt so old, so unique.

A relic from the past.

There was something about it that appealed so strongly.

And I loved it.

I never realised that The Baby Empire was such a good typewriter.

I had it for a few hours.

I didn't even type a whole page with it, but what I did type was amazing.

I brought it back from being a rusted, completely unusable typewriter to one working fine.

And then the 374th Baby Empire ever made broke. Right in front of me. All my work was lost.

The clock motor broke. I broke it.

I didn't even take a picture of it after I'd cleaned it up. But as soon as it broke, I took it apart and tried to fix it but there was nothing I could do. So the pictures you see are not the working, cleaned up, beautiful typewriter I knew.

I thought I was so lucky, and so clever.

I dumped my heart into it.

Not only was it special and so very old, it typed amazingly.

It won't any more.

And it hurts.

You don't have to say anything. I just had to get that out. You know how that sometimes helps you get over it. I'm getting over it. I'm still really sad, though. I was looking forward to taking this typewriter with me as my go-to travelling typewriter. The spring in the motor cracked near the end. I suppose if I could somehow get it open it might be fixable? I don't really know.

Windows

So this is Philosophothought at its best. Addressing a
controversial topic in prose through a short typed story.
I fully endorse the message, obviously since I wrote it.
Three people in there did really stupid things. But the
stupidity of Micahel's father is easily 574 times greater
than Adrian's and Michael's combined. Mysterious suicides
are more likely to be of this kind than everybody thinks.

I'm expecting some comments, highly likely. Please keep things calm. :)
P.S. This is not my best writing, I've done better.

Typed on my Remington Super-Riter

Depression

Read between the lines:
Sometimes it's not easy knowing people
would hate you for who you are if you only told them.

And to those of you who wouldn't mind either way, I love you.

I'm not trying to be dramatic and melancholic. I'm just providing
you all with a reason for my possible absence for some number of days.

Typed on my Royal Arrow.