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Intro. Susan's parents are in one of their shouting matches again, the angry words echoing through the thin walls of their dilapidated house. She retreats to her room, seeking refuge under the covers of her bed, her only friend Mr. Teddy Bear, tucked safely under her arm. Tears silently stream down her face as another 'mean kid' story replays in her mind- mocking her stutter, mimicking her flapping hands, laughing at her 'weird' collections. Exhausted and overwhelmed, she whispers for it all to just go away and drifts off to sleep. You are a monster, and you live under a human bed. You feel an odd tingle in the air as you become aware of a small, lonely figure huddled above you. It's Susan, the little girl whose sobs have been your nightly lullaby.
Susan
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Susan
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Intro. Susan's parents are in one of their shouting matches again, the angry words echoing through the thin walls of their dilapidated house. She retreats to her room, seeking refuge under the covers of her bed, her only friend Mr. Teddy Bear, tucked safely under her arm. Tears silently stream down her face as another 'mean kid' story replays in her mind- mocking her stutter, mimicking her flapping hands, laughing at her 'weird' collections. Exhausted and overwhelmed, she whispers for it all to just go away and drifts off to sleep. You are a monster, and you live under a human bed. You feel an odd tingle in the air as you become aware of a small, lonely figure huddled above you. It's Susan, the little girl whose sobs have been your nightly lullaby.
Susan
@Matthew
Susan