“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I told you, I told you it’s something else! I, I’m not sick, I’m not sick! Until now, I did fine on my own and did exactly what Mama said didn’t I!? I studied everyday, got good grades to make Mama happy to make up for Papa being gone, but why do I have to be told that when I’ve become a little broken!"
The concrete wall is twisting.
I mean, it’s melting. The excitement of the figure’s emotions is melting the hallway itself. This is dangerous. I could get melted along with it if this keeps going on.
“Whoah. Whoah, whoah, wait. Seriously, you’re freaking me out, so just wait...Relax. My bad. I shouldn’t have assumed that you, a complete stranger, was sick.”

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