Voices in my ear
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"Wh-what- stop that, freak!"
"Freak?!...let's make you a freak! Felix!" Jack yelled loudly, pushing him down to the ground roughly, gripping the paint brush tightly in his hand as he sat on Felix's chest. Right as Felix went to push him off Jack stabbed the end of the brush into his left eye, laughing loudly at the screams. He pushed more around his eye socket hearing the squish of his eye and smirking at the bloody tears that fell from his face.
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"Jack has bipolar disorder, multiple personality disorder, dyslexia and some early signs of depression... I'm sorry miss, there's a multitude of drugs but some may harm him as he's not an adult. Me and my team will try our best to help your son.." she said with sadness in her words as Jack's mother began to break down crying.
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Jack whimpered quietly. He felt more alone than he has in years, staring at the barren room of his new mental hospital and shakily setting his bags down looking at his new home.
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Voices in my ear
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