Ending 1: The hospital

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(*The writing is written in dark red. You, yes YOU, the reader, unknown you may be (but you are awesome for reading!), had a bit of difficulty making out some of the words. You hoped it was written in red pen, but your hopes were squashed as you read on*)

I'm at a place called the Hospital. I don't like it. They're mean. Mommy and daddy are with me a lot of the time, but they are always crying and looking sad. The nurses and doctors there are supposed to help me get better, but they don't help me at all. They try to make me take pills. They kinda look like candy. But Jack tells me not to take them. He says that I will lose him if I take the pills. I don't wanna lose Jack! Jack's my only friend!! The doctors and nurses there also won't let me have a pencil or pen or crayons or markers. Or anything I could write with! So Jack showed me how to get that pretty red paint again. It was easy, because my arms still had cuts from last time. And it didn't hurt, because they have something called 'pain killers' being injected into me. They work even better than daddy's juice! Though the nurses and doctors starting freaking out when they saw me writing. They made me stop. Jack got mad. I don't see why the doctors were getting mad. The sheets and my gown were such a pretty red now! Just like Jack's mommy! Jack looked happy when I told him this.

(*The writing is now, once more, in pencil. It's easier for you to read*)

Yay!! The nurses let me have a pencil! It's really dull, so it's hard to write, and it doesn't have an eraser. Jack said they just did it so I would stop getting the red paint. I like the red paint better, but my arms are completely covered with something hard. I can't get more paint! Oh, and, something else good happened! Some of the mean nurses and doctors are gone too! I bet they are visiting Jack's mommy and daddy too, just like the kid from school! Jack said that they were. He said that his parents LOVED company! I'm glad! That's good. They might get a lot more.


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