LOCKED UP [Tyler Joseph]

Chapter 3

November, 27, 1995
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"He's not normal, kelly!"

"That doesn't matter! He's your son!"

"Kelly, listen, Tyler needs help." Chris's voice dropped. "He's broken." Tyler watched as his father pull his mother into a hug, but was startled as she jerked away.

"How can you say that?" She turned around, storming out of the room. Tyler quickly jumped up, darting back into his bedroom. He picked up one of his favorite toys, a small skeleton that was a leftover Halloween decoration, and began to play with it. His mother walked into his room slowly, leaning on the doorframe.

"Hey, Tyler." She spoke in a soft voice. His eyes darted up to her without him saying a word. He leaned back, grabbing his second favorite toy, another leftover decoration, a small green alien.

Kelly crouched down to his level, picking up the forgotten skeleton. "What's his name?"

"He has no name. He doesn't think he deserves one." Tyler responded quickly.

"Then why does the alien have a name? What makes him more important?"

"Because the skeleton needs his alien."

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