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Without Wax,

BelleBurns

♪ヽ( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ )v ♪ Song for this chapter “Brown Eyes” by Destiny’s Child

013 (Tamara’s POV)

“You and Me. Like Batman and Robin.”

~Kick-Ass

The Amnesiac Files:

January 22, 2012

Entry # 35        

There is a boy on my window.

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The topic for this day is the boy on my window. But before I tell you why he’s there I believe I should tell you first about my interesting visit to Dr. Boy George AKA Dr. Seuss.

“Oh Tamara! Do invite yourself in.” he says gleefully as he waves at me. I tentatively step foot inside his office and I hesitated when I saw another man with bandages for his hair sitting across Dr. Boy George.

“Maybe I should get back later after you’re done with him.” I said as I excused myself.

“Done?” the bandaged Boy George said as he turns frantically at me. Then as fast as lightning he grabs my arm and I had my breath caught in a lung lock. I turned anxiously at Dr. Boy George, pleading for help.

\((((;゜Д゜))) ノ  (´-ω-`) (−_−;)<-- the three of us.

“It’s near! It’s coming!” he shouts at me in capital hysterics. I glanced back at Dr. BG not knowing what to say to his mentally ill patient. He only rolled his eyes at me.

(=゚ω゚)ノ “Uh. I’m sorry but what’s coming?”

\(⊙ヮ⊙)/ “The world! The world is coming to an end!” he releases me and then he runs to the windows as if the whole air force was outside.

“Don’t worry, we’re almost done. I’ll deal with him.” Dr. BG whispers to me as he passes by to get his patient—rather, out of the universe patient.

“Not until December, Martin.” He says to him but it only made the bandaged haired BG to freak out further.

December? I have eleven months to live?” he runs towards the window once again and slams his fists on it. “I have to get out of here!”

“All right, all right, Martin.” Dr. BG calms him down and then nurses start to cross the threshold. Dr. BG waves at them to take his patient.

“Who are they, doc? Are they extra terrestrials? Have they come to take me?” bandaged BG turns to Dr. BG worriedly.

Dr. BG taps his back. “Don’t worry, Martin. You can trust them. They are under my supervision.” Dr. BG assures him and he finally calms down.

“Okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay…” he repeats to himself until he’s out of the office with the swarm of nurses.

“Take a seat, Tamara.” Dr. BG waves his hand at the vacated seat of bandaged BG. But I had sudden second thoughts. What if I sit there and I end up being mentally ill? Anyways, I sat down like a sir as if I have the choice to stand the whole hour.

“So, how’s my favorite patient doing?” he asks me once I settled on my seat.

I knotted my hands together and I started playing with them. “Fine.”

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