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I observed Jonathan, a six year old boy who loved cookies. He lived in a shed in the
backyard of a mansion. He had lived there since birth. He was allowed out only to go to
school and to receive a meager amount of food twice a day. Jonathan was a wiry boy yet fast,
but not strong.
At the mention of the word "cookies," Jonathan couldn't control himself. He bounced
around the room and shrieked, "COOKIES, COOKIE COOKIE COOKIES! " Every time
this happened, he received a slash on his leg from his parents. The slash wasn't deep, yet
Jonathan had needed tetanus shots two different times now. His parents reluctantly took him
to the doctor to get the shots, but, to cover the cost, denied him food for a week.
One day, Jonathan decided he didn't want cookies, he needed cookies. He went up to the
mansion at the precise middle of the night and broke a window. He did this very carefully.
Jonathan climbed through the window, ripped his shirt, and cut his stomach in the process.
There was now a slow trickle of blood going down Jonathan's side. Jonathan, who was in the
kitchen, reached into the jar filled with cookies. He quickly took all the cookies and ran out.
When Jonathan’s parents (who kept him purely for tax reasons) saw the broken window, they
stormed over to his shed.
Jonathan's parents asked him, "Did you break the window?"
Jonathan: "No. I have proof. The dog and I were playing."
The parents responded: "You fool! We don't have a dog! You shall regret this!"
Jonathan was grounded for eight solid months. He was only allowed out for food. That
punishment of being trapped in a cold, damp, dark shed was only for breaking the window.
For it was simple, the boy had lied as well.
After those eight months, Jonathan was pushed against a firing wall. No, no, no, no, his
parents would never kill him (or at least not yet). Instead they shot his arms off. Oh, how red
everything turned, the wall was permanently marked! Oh, the look of terror! The excitement
of the racing bullets! Glorious blood, raining onto the ground! The begging that came before
all this, followed by shrieks of torture!
And the legs! We must not forget the legs in their awe! They were cut, with what
looked like tribal symbols! Straight through the blood vessels! Oh, they will never work
again! Oooh, the look on his face when it all happened. Priceless, I say, priceless.
Finally, Jonathan bled out and died. He wasn’t unconscious for a single bit of it though!
He was kept alive through shots of adrenaline I say! And it is true! Right to the heart!
Jonathan was never asked about, no reports ever filed, as he was a nobody. And the
parents? They were the two leaders of a mercenary company! Who would go sanely against
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