Never Love An English

Excitement

Be Jake:

The staff just told us all something wonderful, the inercome rang throughout the building.

"This Thursday, we shall be having a dance. All friends and close family may be invited. The managers of your sections will ask one by one of who you'll invite. Thank you, and have a good day. We'll be going from a-z by last name." It spoke.

I couldn't wait for the dance. I wanted it to start so badly.

Today is Tuesday, since I'm an E. I will be asked very soon. As soon as A, B, C, and D, are finished. I wait, silently.

I see a man look through my window on the door. He turns the knob, entering. "Hello Mr.English-"

I cut him off, "please, call me Jake."

"Okay. Hello Jake. I'm here to take your request of who you'd like to invite."

"Momma, Janey, and Jade. " I say fastly.

"Okay. Does your mother know them both?"

I nod, "Yes. "

He nods back, "they will be invited. Have a good day Jake."

"You too sir!"

He excited the room. I laid back on my bed, smiling at the ceiling.

Be Rose:

I sit in my cell. My feet crossed on the floor. They'd let me knit during my time here, after my mother forgot me. They dulled my needles and made me wait for them to cut the strings off, but it was nice having something to do.

I thought about the announcement, as I made the matching buddy to my last stuffed character. Who'd I invite? English would have already asked for his mother and girlfriend to come by now. Makara would ask to let his brother out of his cage, or to at least stop by it and chat. Meulin would ask for her mother and sister to come. Me, I don't know who I'll invite.

My mother is out of the picture. Was my sister even alive? Could I invite her? Roxy, was she allowed to come here? If I invited her, would she come, would she even care? Or would she blow it off.

I stared at the bunny shell in my hand, time to stuff him then put on his last ear. I've been making bunnies for the other kids, the ones like me, the ones that don't get to talk to their family. Kurloz was the first to receive one. Even tho Meulin and Jake have their families visit, I still give them bunnies as well.

This one, it's special. It's going to a boy in the medical section of this joint. He just got here yesterday, tried killing himself. Almost succeeded. But his brother caught him. The mental and medical managers always talk to me. Telling me stories. The boy attempted bleeding out. He's there, waiting for the bagged blood to travel through his system. He'll be going in between Jake and I's areas. Going to the suicide section. Right between the curious and the murderous. Me, being a curious sailor across the sea of witchcraft. The demons and monsters interest me.

The man walked by my cell. "Hi Lalonde. I'm here to ask who you'll invite to the dance. " he said.

"M-my sister. Roxy." I said. Adding, "also, I need to use the scissors then travel to the medical area to give this to the boy in there that Mr. Kennish told me about. He arrived yesterday."

The man nodded, he walked away. Coming back with scissors. I finished a knot, then cut off the excess string. The man released me from my cage. Walking me down to the medical area.

I'd never been down here before. The man took me to Mr. Kennish. Mr. Kennish smiled at me. "Why, hello Rose. Why are you here?" He asks.

"I finished making a rabbit for the boy you'd told me about. I wanted to give it to him. " I said.

He smiled again, "Follow me."

I did as he said, we went down about 40 feet, walking down halls. Patient after patient. Curtain after curtain. We finally reached something. Mr. Kennish stopped and opened the curtain, inviting me inside. I walked in slowly. I saw the boy.

He was sleeping softly. Mr. Kennish checked his heart rate. I grabbed a paper, on it, I wrote. "Hi, I'm Rose. I made you this rabbit. Mr. Kennish told me about you. He talks to me a lot. I'd heard what happened, it hurts to know my friends and family could do what you did at anytime. I knit rabbits for people that feel as though they have no one in this world. Now you have someone, someone to talk to. Me, and this rabbit. Name it what you'd like. You're welcome for the rabbit. If you'd ever like to chat, ask Mr. Kennish to invite me over, or you can write to me. Have a good day, I hope you like the rabbit, and the color orange." I handed the note to Mr. Kennish. He read it over, then went into a different room. Laminating it, so he wouldn't give himself paper cuts. I stuck the note to the rabbit with some tape. Laying it on the boy's beside table.

He has orange hair, white pale skin, a hospital gown, I can see his braces as he opens his mouth slowly and quietly snoring. His braces bands are pink.

Mr. Kennish brings me back to my cell. I hope I can see that boy again..

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