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THREE

“My mother always told me,

no monsters lived beneath my bed,

but she had failed to warn me,

it laid on top of it instead

~ Poet Eh

DONATELLA - 22 DAYS AGO

I was sore

And I wasn’t sure if it was fro it was a bit both, but ht

I wanted to spend the day soaking in the bath to stop the bruises fro, I found myself in the Conte at aunderwater, her skin cracking; above her was an eagle with a crushed butterfly in its claws and below her, in the water, was the tail-end of a shark disappearing behind the rocks

“You’re late,” I said, hearing the footsteps behindaround She walked up besideas well Turning to her, as she turned to me, and had anyone else had seen her, they would have flinched; her face was covered in deep, jagged-edged scars They cut across the nose, cheek, and mouth…but none of them were as bad as the one she hid under her scarf, the one that ran right over her vocal cords “You’re never late, Jackal, what happened?”

She didn’t answer Not because she wouldn’t, but because she couldn’t Not vocally, at least

Reaching into her large tote bag, she handed me a thick yellow file

Turning away from her completely, I walked to the bench within the exhibit and sat down

“This is a lot of information on one kid”