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He thought about men with actual faces and voices. Sal rolled over and began to cry in his pillow.

He never makes speaks to anyone
Since the night he tried to kill himself.

"SAL! Get the fuck up!" Henry yelled angrily.

Sal picked up his note pad and strapped on his prosthetic.

"Your going to a public school
This year" Henry says.

Okay Henry

"Go return to your room do something just get out of my face" Henry hissed.

Sal walked back into his room and sat his note pad on his nightstand.

He got a marker and began to draw his feelings on his wall. 

A sad face with tape over its mouth.

Sal got bored so he went to go explore his new home.
He grabbed his note pad and walked out.

👁👄👁

Sal walked outside and sat down under a tree.
He sat there for about 6 minutes thinking to himself.

After about 6 minutes of sitting there he got up and went for a walk.
...

Sal was walking to the corner store but something caught his eye.

It was a red and white  guitar sitting there broken next to a trash bin.
Sal ran to it and picked it up.
I could fix this, Sal thought.

🎈

"What's that?" Henry asked when he saw Sal with a guitar on his back.

A guitar

"Don't be to loud" Henry said walking out the apartment.

**_**

After Sal fixed his guitar he searched up some videos about playing.

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