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I ain't surprised. Shit, if Miss Elsa wasn't collecting freaks....
It's like the sanitariums and shit. Nobody wants to see'em, nobody wants to think about'em. Who gives a shit what's happening to the kids inside? They're kids nobody wants, right? Let'em rot.
[There's a bitter tone in Jimmy's voice that doesn't often show up these days.]
...That's what the guards would say. If any of us said we'd tell the priests. [ Nobody had wanted them anyway. And even when the priests were told, nothing changed. Those who suffer greatest are best loved by God. ]
A journalist investigated the Wish house. I only found out when I left. Some boys kept asking me. What it was like. If I could show them what happened. When they'd already read all about it. [ He doesn't stop his own tone turning dark. He understood Jimmy's anger. It's the same anger he had nursed for so many years, the same anger that was currently flaring up in his chest. Granted, the boys had wanted to know about the Order. They hadn't cared about anything else that had happened there. ]
Of course it was. I'm pretty sure the people who work in these places, they do it 'cause they want to have power over defenseless victims who can't do anything about it.
Why the fuck would anybody want to hear about that kinda stuff? There's a reason I don't ever talk about it, shit.
They were interested in 'horror' stories. That's all it was for them. Another story. They wanted me to show them the Devil and teach them how to do the rituals the priests did with us. [ He drew his knees to his chest, curling up. ]
They didn't care about me. They just wanted to know about what had happened to me.
We had this guy, he was a normal guy. Rich and shit, too. He wanted to join the Freak Show. The way he talked...yeah, he made it sound like it was some cool story or some shit. An adventure.
Yeah, it's a hell of an adventure when cops can kill you just 'cause they hate freaks and get a fucking medal for it.
That sounds the same as my world. They didn't care about the children who went... missing. It's like...it wasn't real to them. Or it just didn't matter.
I hated them. I hated that it had hurt so much but it wasn't wrong. It just...was.
It's ignorance. People don't get it, or don't give a shit if they do. They don't have to see it, they don't have to deal with it. They can ignore it and say 'oh that's awful' from their nice houses but like hell they'll do anything.
It wasn't ignorance. They knew. They heard us crying at night. They only complained because it disturbed them. [ Walter didn't know that people had complained, only to have been driven off by the Order. But then again, the police and authorities hadn't gotten involved at any point either. ]
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It's like the sanitariums and shit. Nobody wants to see'em, nobody wants to think about'em. Who gives a shit what's happening to the kids inside? They're kids nobody wants, right? Let'em rot.
[There's a bitter tone in Jimmy's voice that doesn't often show up these days.]
That's what people think.
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A journalist investigated the Wish house. I only found out when I left. Some boys kept asking me. What it was like. If I could show them what happened. When they'd already read all about it. [ He doesn't stop his own tone turning dark. He understood Jimmy's anger. It's the same anger he had nursed for so many years, the same anger that was currently flaring up in his chest. Granted, the boys had wanted to know about the Order. They hadn't cared about anything else that had happened there. ]
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Why the fuck would anybody want to hear about that kinda stuff? There's a reason I don't ever talk about it, shit.
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They didn't care about me. They just wanted to know about what had happened to me.
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We had this guy, he was a normal guy. Rich and shit, too. He wanted to join the Freak Show. The way he talked...yeah, he made it sound like it was some cool story or some shit. An adventure.
Yeah, it's a hell of an adventure when cops can kill you just 'cause they hate freaks and get a fucking medal for it.
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That sounds the same as my world. They didn't care about the children who went... missing. It's like...it wasn't real to them. Or it just didn't matter.
I hated them. I hated that it had hurt so much but it wasn't wrong. It just...was.
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