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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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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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