Does anyone else get nervous to ship anyone???
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Two hours after the...Incident Tommy had been watched on most of what he does. The bathroom was checked for any sharp objects and if found, binned immediately. There was child locks on all the kitchen cupboards and any thing that could hurt tommy was locked away.
Tommy sat on the floor, drawing happily, yet nervous for the conversation he was gonna have with Techno and Wilbur. He was not looking forward to that.
A few arguments were going off upstairs, making Tommy finch slightly. He hated it when people argued. It brought back to many...memorys for the younger boys of the workers. He stopped colouring and stood up, walking over to the front door.
He opened it and walked out onto the streets, not closing the door behind him because...he didn't need to. As he wandered the streets, he saw two young boys with there mother and father, happily playing in the play ground in the sand box.
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"Tommy Tommy, I'll race you to the sand box. Tommy come on" tommy looked at his older brother and chased after him, giggling as he heard his mum and dad watching the two. As the five year old tommy ran, he caught his foot on the sand box, sending him face first into the sand.
Tommy sneezed and coughed as he put his head back up "oh bunny are you okay?" There mother ran over abd picked Tommy up, dusting him down. "Y-Yesh mum, I'm's okaysh" Tommy had a speach impediment, the reason he always had sh at the end of it.
His mother ran his hands through Tommys hair. "I love you bunny"
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Tears grew in the blonds eyes as be walked past the happy family. He was only ten and he had been through so much. His mother and fathers death, his cousin abandoned him, he had to live in an orphanage...his brother was probably going mad with all tye voices he spoke to, he was-
"Excuse me deary...are you lost?" Tommy looked up and fear swept across his face as he backed up. This person had haunted him for lateral years. "Oh...Thomas Innit...it's been a while hasn't it"
"Wh-why are y-you he-here?" Tommy asked, shaking slightly. Flashbacks, memorys they ll swarmed his head making him feel sick.
"I thought we had a bond. I mean all those years I starved you, hurt you, nearly killed you. Was that not special?" Tommy backed up slightly, tears in his eyes. "What's my fucking name Thomas?"
"M-miss...Mi-micaw"