I have to post this :(
"Aaanyone else?" The young Michael Myers asked his psychologist, Dr. Samuel Loomis.
"Well.. there's Lisa." Dr. Loomis told Michael. "You care about Lisa, right Michael?"
"She's just my friend." Michael said and blinked his blue eyes.
"Well.. she comes to visit you every week with your mother. She obviously cares about you a lot." Dr. Loomis spoke with a small smile.
It was true. Lisa was one of Michael's only friends. If not his one only friend. She wasn't mean to him. She didn't call him names. She didn't want to pick a fight with him. Ever.
"You're right." Michael said, his eyes going down to the table. He pushed back some of his blonde hair with his hands. "Is she visiting this week?"
"She should be!" Dr. Loomis nodded to Michael.
Michael thought to himself. He wished his mother and Lisa could visit more often. He was really starting to hate this place.
