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Shhh!

Please stop talking.

Please don't speak.

Can you try not to tap and touch everything?

Please stop screaming.

Don't even laugh.

My threats aren't empty...

Don't bring on my wrath..

I just want to think

I just want to cry..

I know it sounds crazy.

You won't understand why.

But for once, can you have an argument

Without bringing it to me?

I used to wonder how a person could want to be in complete, silent solitary.


I don't care if it's broken.

You bothered them first....

Why are you messing with that again?

I thought the last lesson was learned!


Stop touching that!

Just please put it DOWN.

Im on the verge of a POP going around



Oh no!! Why?

Four voices yell in dismay!

How I long for a simple

Quiet....

Day...

Of.... Shh.

jAy





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