"W-why...why did bạn need head medicine..?" asked Squee. "Because, things in my house keep 'talking' to me...and not in a good way." Nny replied. "What did they say?" asked Squee. "I can't exactly understand them but...wait, why do bạn care?" Nny answered. "Maybe bạn have mental issues ^.^ " Squee replied. Nny walked out the door, unamused. "SQUEE!!' Squee squeaked to himself. "Ok...now..." Nny said, sitting down on his couch. He could once again hear voices. "OH WOULD bạn SHUT UP!!" he screamed. "You have done the most wrong in people, realizing bạn need to kill yourself, now." It said. "I...
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