Apostrophe kidnapped the security guard from the semicolon once, where the government locks its secret weapons.
He entered the security room where new data is held.
“I need to break locks to and the new technology that the government created to copy/paste weapons faster,” Apostrophe thought.
He started busting-up everything.
“Where is the tiny little chip?” Apostrophe wondered.
He was looking everywhere, crazily, with his green eyes, and time was running out. This generation is killing each other for no reason -- all because the land has become one on earth, Apostrophe knew.
“Finally, you tiny little chip,” he muttered. “It took me all this time to find you.”
At that moment, he started to remember how he’d been bullied by a neighbor years ago.
“You stupid shape -- like an apostrophe,” he was told, and felt heartbroken and angry.
Now, suddenly, he heard a sound from outside the security room. He winced and dropped the chip on the floor. He struggled to pick it up.
“Why God,” he sighed, “did you have to make me in the shape of an apostrophe?”
Apostrophe spent many days trying to change his look, only to later learn an important life lesson....