Chapter 3

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"Hi. I'm... I'm Frank." Turns out he doesn't like talking either, since all he did was nod his head. I was bored, but I had to befriend Gerard. I walked over to the table and grabbed  a deck of cards. When I got back, Gerard was in the same position. Once I place the cards down, Gerard finally moved. He pushed the cards away in an angry fashion. "Ger-Gerard?" He growled at me. That's when resting hour was over. Everyone got up and started to leave except Gerard. I didn't want to push it, so I got up. I found Patrick in the hall glaring at nothing, but I didn't ask him about it. Everyone was walking to their respective rooms. I had no idea where mine was. Once everyone was in their rooms, I started to walk around. No one was in Dr. Urie's office. The file cabinet was open. I looked around again. No one was there. I walked to the file cabinet and one name stuck out to me, "GERARD". There was no turning back. Upon opening the file I saw a picture of him with fire-truck red hair. Flipping to the next page, I saw the diagnosis.

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