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who are you?
i throw his legs on the ground and crack my knuckles. my hands aced of dragging him. i could feel my blood pumping as my hands turned bright red.
'' move him'' louis groans, desperately trying to get in the door
my put my sore hands on his legs again and pull him across the ground as the doctor and louis slowly walk in the building. i do the same as thomas,s eyes start to open.
he moans in pain as he grabs the back of his hands. he look down- they are covered ib blood
'' what happened?''
''-best you lie down''
he trys to get up, he stummbles over his own feet
'' here, let me help''
he puts his arm over my shoulders as i help him up the stairs.
the halls reek of death and sickness. we walk past rooms with my dead parents. their skin, pale and brown. then harry, giant red spots all over him.
''thanks'' he whispers as i set him down on the chair in the room where louis has placed his wife. we all croud the small room looking at her body.
'' who is she?'' thomas whispers
Lou gasps
''what did you say?''
'' who are you? are you her brother or something...''
''oh my god, do you know who this is'' the doctor points at me
''uhh, she is the one that carried me in the hospital, your my doctor, right?''
''this cant be... what about harry. dose that ring a bell?''
'' no im sorry, who is he, he must be my father. im ready to leave, where is he?''
'' oh no! thomas! your memory!'' i shout
''who is thomas?''
Notes
hey yea, i have not updated in a wile, sorry! i will be sure to update in a wile!
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5/2/14