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  It’s been about a week or so since we had left Gabe’s home and well..we’re running out of food or more so he is I had discovered I don’t need to eat,drink,or sleep anymore but he does and that’s becoming a problem . We scavenge what money he has and stopped at a nearby market and I stood watch outside because I bet that no one would want to see a “living” talking and breathing puppet that’s nearly six feet tall. I sigh as I wait for him, he comes out with a couple bags of food and water and I smiled a bit...been awhile since I became what I am now. I have him eat and drink a bit of the food an

 We escaped Jackie but with a lot of wounds...Gabe had broken his arm and sprained his ankle among other wounds. Me on the other hand had a few new “cracks” in my chest and face but I can deal with it unlike Gabe. I carried him on my back with minor struggle, he slept on my back while I walked to the nearest medical center. I hid my face while I got him to some doctors. The nurses that were not working on Gabe hoarded me  with questions and stares, they wanted to see if I needed help but I insisted that i was to be left alone. Sighing as i walked away with the most uncomfortable look on my face.Hours pass by leading into night tim