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as jake walked home he thought about what they had said. something about deducting their salaries? but if they do that, this part of the slums will surely die out.

as jake walked he thought of something, since the mayor provides food and materials for shelter for the slums, "maybe he just doesn't have enough money to support us anymore." as he walked, he heard the useless chatter of the homeless around him, " have you heard, people are breaking in to houses and just stealing their pills, horrible" "yeah that happened to my mother a week or two back and now shes just disappeared!"  

jake suddenly got worried and rushed home to check on his family. to his satisfaction, they were fine. 

he walks inside to the norm, mom on the couch, and grandma in her chair, but something was off. "mom were is ethan?has granda put him to bed or did you?" he looked at his mother with a questioning look, then he noticed that this whole time she was crying, "oh no ive done it, oh no,oh no" "my baby"

jake got incredibly enraged and ran to were ethans crib sat. and inside...


he lay blue faced, with the blankets wrapped around his neck,mom must have went to get him up this morning and saw he had died in his sleep. jake just picked his body up, not very old, but he was cold, you could tell he had been dead for awhile. and he just... held him and cried, late into the night. eventually to his surprise, both his mother and grandmother got up and cried with him.

ethan was the only light in all of this darkness, and now... we are all blind.

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