Georgie,
John's so mean.
It's been 2 weeks today since I found you, and today he told me I'm sick.
I didn't know what he meant.
He told me I have a disorder. I asked him how he knew that. He said sometimes I don't remember when I argue with him.
I've never argued with him. Have I?
He said when we argue, I call myself Dream. I would never do that, that's just my screen name.
He doesn't know what he's talking about, I'm perfectly fine. He wouldn't even tell me what disorder he claims I have, so he's probably just making it up.
Either way, he said he wanted to talk to my parents. I told him it would only be my mom. That's when he started asking... about him.
I told him I didn't want to talk about it.
Sorry for the rant,
-Clay
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FanfictionThis story is super short, and the chapters are mostly all less than 200 words. It'll be a fast read, so don't expect anything lengthy. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** **It will also have triggering topics, so if you're uncomfortable with pills, PTSD, therapy...
