Londen
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A surgeon first deathA Poem by LondenThe crimson liquid on my fingers smells of rust and gold. The blood on my hands dries as it unfolds. Blood is on the paper, blood is on the knife,.. |
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The broken glass and the empty jarA Book by LondenNatalie Sweeney has an unknown mental illness, show she finds herself in a mental hospital but weird things keep happening. |
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How it startedA Chapter by LondenA little info on Natalie before the hospital |
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the peopleA Chapter by LondenOh great, my first day at the funny farm and I’ve already passed out and found out that a shrink might be a crazy-child molester. Wonderful. .. |
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oh the peopleA Chapter by LondenMy first night in the nut house went like this. Alice: I’m tired. Me trying to sleep: then sleep. Alice: I can’t. Me: Try. Alice: .. |
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the nursesA Chapter by LondenAfter a few seconds of the crazy kids staring at me Greg got things back to order. “Okay,” He said. “Welcome, Natalie. Um, where.. |
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the pillA Chapter by LondenWe went down a corridor that led to a large hall. The walls were of course as white as the rest of the evil cesspool of doom. The kitchen was of m.. |
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the storyA Chapter by LondenWe went down a corridor that led to a large hall. The walls were of course as white as the rest of the evil cesspool of doom. The kitchen was of m.. |
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the reactionA Chapter by LondenWell that whole thing eventually ended and I had to go to my therapy session (fun stuff) with Dr. Guillory. I walked over with some nurse I had nev.. |