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Clown lives matter, i want to make a protest now but then again, i don't want to for i would make the public mad and its to much work.

I wake up to a loud beeping. My body was numb as i open my eyes. Light was all i could see. I turn my head to the left. I was looking out in the city through a window. A bird flew past the window, it was a blue bird. It was beautiful. The light was shining, the birds were chirping, (CHERIO that is what chirping autocorrect to.), i could smell coffee and a syrupy smell.

Knock knock.

I heard the door open and in came a girl with long, brown, curly hair. She was carrying a tray with strawberries, eggs, toast, puncakes, and coffee. "Ah, good morning Mr. Ackerman. You have been out for quite a while. Glad to see your awake, food?" She asks. I look at her confused. "What the fuck are you talking about." I say with a monotone voice.

"You were in a coma for 3 weeks." She says. My eyes widen a little. "Your mom's have been visiting you daily and same as you your cousin."

"Cousin?"

"Eren, Eren Jeager."

That little shit.