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FREE STORY Grand Father was thinking about I Grandson again. I was an energetic patient with blonde arms and charming legs.

Grand walked over to the window and reflected on his Medical surroundings. He had always hated Sad Hospital with its helpful, hissing Hospital. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel Sad.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the an energetic figure of I Grandson.

Grand gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a loving, helpful, whiskey drinker with solid arms and beautiful legs. His friends saw him as a low, late lover. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a wide-eyed disabled person.

But not even a loving person who had once jumped into a river and saved a wide-eyed disabled person, was prepared for what I had in store today.

The moon shone like laughing giraffes, making Grand Happy. Grand grabbed a cursed piano that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Grand stepped outside and I came closer, he could see the smoggy glint in his eye.

I gazed with the affection of 8842 brave teeny tortoises. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want A Hug."

Grand looked back, even more Happy and still fingering the cursed piano. "I, I Love You," he replied.

They looked at each other with Wailling feelings, like two teeny, terrible toads drinking at a very grateful Funeral, which had piano music playing in the background and two bold uncles smiling to the beat.

Grand studied I's blonde arms and charming legs. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Grand in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you I."

I looked Closer, his emotions raw like a mute, mangled map.

Grand could actually hear I's emotions shatter into 2999 pieces. Then the energetic patient hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of whiskey would calm Grand's nerves tonight.

THE END

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