Midge Jorbyn is eleven years old, living with her evil foster dad Joffrey. Everything seems fine from the outside, but she walks to school with the lunch she packed. Nobody knows what she's holdin' back. Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday,
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Midge's POV: Mister Doctor comes in to shut Lin's coffin. Good thing he was already in there. He looks like a sunken slug in a barrel of monkeys. Begonia sadly breakdances. Jonathan does an unenthusiastic cartwheel. I'm sad Lin's dead, but at least my smoothie was tasty. The drink is nearly digested, becoming an ugly fury rumbling in my toes. If Lin was alive he would scarfed my smoothie down. Even Jonathan's butt doesn't bring me the pleasure it did mere hours ago.
-Hours Later-
We arrive at the venue. Lin's favorite hangout was the McDonald's play place. The place stinks of grease. I lick my crusty lips. Lin did have such good taste.
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Jonathan eagerly scampers up the playground's stairs. "Look Midge" he crows "I'm as slick as a mole rat on ecstasy!" He was. He elbows his way up, pushing the fruitless children out of the way. I snicker for a moment. I hear a throaty creaking begins me. "SHUT UP!" I'm trying to enjoy this. I whip around and shriek at the top of my lungs. All the McDonald's employees run out. Oh right. Lin died. Whoopsie daisy! Begonia moans a hymn. The service begins. The doctor wears a brilliant cerulean silky bathrobe. "We are gathered here today to mourn the death of our beloved Linny-Bo-Binny." He says bombastically. "Linny was many things. A friend." He nods to Jonathan. "A father" He says, and I yowl. "A great aunt". Begonia looks around, knowing her secret has been revealed. I put an arm around her cushy shoulders as she releases a sob. I scurry up to the red and yellow altar, and for the thousandth time I enjoy the effortless passage that is the joyous tune of Good King Wenceslas. When I am finished and sitting, I hear a thumping coming from inside the coffin. BOOMBOOMclapBOOMBOOMclap. Begonia places a sausage- like hand on her heart and the other on my arm. "Brace yo self sistah" She murmurs. The lid of the coffin flips and several bodies emerge. Whoa! It's the entire original Broadway Cast of Hamilton! Daveed is the last to emerge from the coffin and shuts it behind him, javelining himself to the top of it. He starts to bounce and bang his feet against the lid, swiping napkins from his hands. "Nevah gon be president now" He sings lyrically. I cry, screaming loudly. This song means so much to me. The Reynolds Pamphlet. Begonia is howling a prayer "LAWD I LAYED MA BURDEN DOWN!". I make my way over to Lin's coffin, tears seeping down my face. A tears lands on his face, the saltiness dissolving instantly on his upper epidermis.
