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It’s been almost 20 minutes and I have still not touched my food, and Luke had still not left, or stopped staring at me.

“Just take a few bites, that’s all I’m asking.” He begs me.

“No.”

“The more you refuse the harder this will be.”

“Harder what will be?”

“Getting better.”

“I’m fine.”

“If you were fine you wouldn’t be in here.” He laughs.

“You think I’m crazy?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Well you were thinking it right?”

“No.”

“You were.”

“Can you read my mind?”

“I can tell by the way you look at me.”

“I look at you just like I look at everybody else in here.”

“BUT EVERYBODY IN HERE IS CRAZY.” 

I can already see the guards rushing over too me, as one pulls out a needle from his pocket. I already know what’s going to happen.

But before they reach me, Luke waves them off.

He sits back down, and stares up at me.

“Just eat, please.”

I give in, as I bring a piece of the stale bread to my mouth.

Luke smiles in satisfaction.

“See, its not that hard.”

“I just don’t like eating.” I frown. 

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