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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 7, 2004 17:12:43 GMT -5
"I'm not Zack... I'm proper... I'm supposed to be, anyway. I don't wanna go back home. They're bad. I can't go back."
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 8, 2004 14:59:07 GMT -5
"Who's bad?" She asked gently. "Why don't you want to go home?"
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 8, 2004 15:15:09 GMT -5
"They are. They don't understand. Nobody understands. They try... try and take them away. I don't want them to go because they're mean! I can't go back or I'll lose them forever and ever!"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 13, 2004 16:56:42 GMT -5
"Lose who sweetie?" She asked kindly, trying very hard to get the boy to calm down.
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 13, 2004 17:06:30 GMT -5
"Them!" he shouted gesticulating wildly. "They're them! They're my friends and nobody likes them! They make me weird and nobody wants me to be weird! They're supposed to be evil and bad but they're not, they're nice and they're never mean and they understand me! I don't want them to go away! I can't go back or they'll take them away!"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 13, 2004 17:15:11 GMT -5
*She stood there contemplating the boy in front of her for a few moments.*
"I don't think you have much of a choice. You would have been better off just not coming back at all. The only way to escape now would be to jump out the window. Which I wouldn't suggest, considering we're hundreds of feet off the ground at the moment."
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 13, 2004 17:26:36 GMT -5
"Nononononononono, I can't go home. I have to leave home. Can't go home, can't go home, can't go home."
*It was official. Zack was now a gibbering pile of goo.*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 13, 2004 17:34:54 GMT -5
*She pulled him into a hug and gently stroked his hair. There was nothing else she could do.*
"Hush, it'll be ok now.... No one can do anything now....shh..."
*She continued to hold the taller boy in her arms knowing she had just promised him the impossible.*
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 13, 2004 17:45:21 GMT -5
"Can't go home. I can't go home. Can't go home. Can't go home. I just can't go home. No, can't go home! No, no, no, can't... can't..."
His mutterings slowed and came to a halt. What the hell had just happened?
"Uh... wha-...?"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 14, 2004 14:19:55 GMT -5
*She tightened her grip slightly before releasing him.*
"You back in your head now?" She asked, looking into his eyes. All that she saw was genuine confusion.
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 14, 2004 14:34:10 GMT -5
*He glanced at the girl who was trying to see if he was ok. She was vaguely familiar.*
"...maybe you know... but what the hell just happened?"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 14, 2004 14:44:29 GMT -5
"What's the last thing you remember?"
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 14, 2004 14:45:40 GMT -5
He bit back a sharp retort and gave a deep breath.
"You socked me in the nose."
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 14, 2004 14:54:53 GMT -5
*She blushed lightly and looked apologetic.*
"Yeah, sorry about that, but gum in my hair was not my idea of a good thing."
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Post by Jeffrey on Sept 14, 2004 14:57:22 GMT -5
"At least you didn't bleed," he managed, if it was possible, to look even more adorably hurt than he already was.
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