Chapter 3: Anxiety

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December 4, 2021

The fact that lightbulb never returned had paintbrush severely worried and Anxious. They could only imagine the worst scenarios of what could have happened to her. "Paintbrush" OJ said startling Them. Paintbrush jumped a little. "Oh, hey OJ!" OJ saw how upset paintbrush looked. "Hey paintbrush, I am sure lightbulb is okay, she will turn up and she will be okay!" OJ said trying to make paintbrush feel better.

With Lightbulb
Lightbulb woke up in the basement again. Her head was hearting a lot. She felt her head, and there was blood, lots of it. She started panicking. She sat up and there was blood all around her. "I see that you are awake." A voice said from across the room. The figure came into the light. "Hello lightbulb"

Lightbulb seriously could not believe it, it was knife, knife did it. "Knife, why would you do this? What did I ever do to you!?" Lightbulb said. Knife replied..."Because I want someone to feel the paint that I feel, and how I was treated when I was a child!" Lightbulb looked at him. She eventually got up off the ground. She replied to knife. "But why take it out on me, why not talk to somebody about it?!"

Knife punched her to the ground. Lightbulb let out a small scream. Knife screamed at her "BECAUSE YOU ACT LIKE EVERYTHING IS HAPPY AND NOTHING IS EVER WRONG!!!" Knife picked lightbulb up and threw her up against the wall. "K-knife, can we just talk about-" knife interrupts her by puncher her so hard she blacks out.

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