my last ever victorian secret

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"For goodness sake father, can you please just take me to a doctor?" For the eigth time i exclaimed,whilst trying to sit down, as I have been for the last sixty minuets, my spine feels as if its on fire and every time i come into contact anything that touched my back, even a marshmallow that my dad thought it would be funny to throw at my arse, only to miss and hit my most tender spoton my back, im not entirely convinced hes not tripping balls on who knows what.
I cant bear it any longer.
My father knows as well as I do, so he fineally agreed to take me to a doctor , as long as I say that a door fell of the roof and on to my back, where it had been for some time until my father, bieng the hero that he is came and saved me from the dreadfull door monster.
He also said that I have to have a phycological test because he thinks that I am not 100% perfect. Who is?

As i arrive, im really in too much pain at this piont to describe to you this doctors office. So when i get my meds ill try and remember, i really couldnt give a crap right now. All apologies.

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