Three years old

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Michael's pov:
White room
White clothes
White floor
White walls
White people
White bed
A boy in a corner with red hair and white clothes.
I crawled towards him and tapped his knee. He pushed me away and I started crying.
"Uh oh- I'm sowwy I thought you were the bad people!!" He helped me stand up and sat me on the white bed. I wiped away my tears.
"Your head is bleediwng." He touches my forehead
He takes out some white thing and puts it on my head then he makes me lay down and lays next to me.
"What your name?"
"Nwoah." He mumbles
"Mine is Mikey."
"Mikey be new frwiend?"
"Frwiends?"
"Yeah!" He giggles
"Okay!!" I giggled
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Noah's pov:
Testing time. Mikey will be scared. But I protect new friend. He started crying at first needle and got hit.
"No huwt him!!" I yell
"Pronounce your r's better!" The monster yelled back
They test us to make sure we don't go crazy. I want to go back to momma and dada.
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Mikey fell asleep, I held him in my arms he's pretty.

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