Dream had been taken from a hospital after nearly drowning himself. He is taken to a facility of some kind where he meets multiple different people with disabilities as himself and other ones too. He doesn't like staying there but there isn't really...
But like every wattpad writer-I have been going through hell end back for the past 6-7 months. I've had the worst time at collage, awful time with now ex friends and not even mention family shit + doctors and hospital trips. So I apologise and here is the next chapter you've all been waiting for ________
Sam sighed as he looked over his notes. He needed to get some new medication but first-He needs to actually diagnose Wilbur with whatever he had so he could get the medication. He did also need to do the same with dream. He didn't have much of an idea what any of them had so yay....gotta figure that out.
He closed his note pad and glanced at the time. "12? That was fast" he stood up and stuffed his note pad in his pocket. He didn't have much information-But what he had was enough.
Wilbur's was written messy and quickly but it was as understandable as Sam needed. Lots of words in random capitals mixed in with the lower case letters. There were random numbers scattered around. The pen was smudged often
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Dreams was shorter, not as many words but there were the odd drawings in the corners as he seemed to either get bored with listening to Dream-or they meant something. Though it was unclear from the naked eye.
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He let out a quiet huff before walking out of his room, glancing at the walls as if something wasn't right. he shrugged it off and walked off to the children.
He reached a larger room-the Idoor play room and smiled softly at the children.
The floor was a soft carpet full of different colours and puzzle shapes. The walls were white with three yellow stripes on each wall. There were games everywhere. Toy boxes, dress up wardrobe, a TV + Xbox, card games, there were all sorts of fun things everywhere
Sapnap was sat in on of the corners, on the floor, colouring a drawing in with crayons.
George was sat playing a racing game with Punz-it seemed like punz was losing. And not even the 'I'll let him win' sort of losing, he was just really bad at the game.
Dream was playing with the dolls house, mumbling to himself, clearly he was playing the characters who lived in the dolls house.
And Wilbur was playing with a pack of cards on the floor. Solitaire it seemed while Purpled was sat on a small chair, writing stuff down at the table.
Sam walked over to purpled and looked down at him, he crossed his arms and watched as purpled looked up "I'm filling in reports for Dreams pretend game of dolls. He said if I didn't the game would be ruined"
Sam just nodded "alright...remember you need to watch the children. They aren't just kids you csn lose track of. You know this" he scolded before heading over sapnap
"Hey buddy...whatcha doing all alone over here?" his voice softened as he crouched down to look at the drawing. His face dropped slightly as sapnap was drawing a picture of a house in fire
"I'm drawing" he mumbled, scribbling across the paper "I'm drawing fire men" he smiled, looking up at Sam excitedly
"aw I can see that. It's an awsome drawing buddy. Do you want me to hang it up when I'm done?" he asked, getting a very excited clap from sapnap as he nodded his head fast
"yes please! That would be so cool. I can make even more drawings and-aa!" he squealed, clapping his hands again. He had a wide smile on his face as he giggled
Sam ruffled his hair up "I'll put all the pictures you make up. I promise. And I'll make sure you see them every day before breakfast"
He stood up and sighed befofe smiling again "You feeling okay?"
Sapnap just nodded and that was the end of that conversation
