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Skizzy in the Hizzy

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Skizzy in the Hizzy

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Hey, yo! I know I'm late, but you have to understand that The Skizzy is a busy guy. I have brains to eat and sisters girls to play with.

I love Veronica, Lilly, but she doesn’t understand me. I can see that now. Meg got me, she understood everything. But she’s almost dead now and I can’t tell her anything. I try though, I try everyday. I talk and talk and she never responds, she just…lies there. I wonder if there’s anything there, or is she just an empty shell? If you opened her head up, would anything come out?

Her parents don’t like it when I visit. They want me to stop, but I can’t. I can’t not go to the hospital, I’ve tried. I always end up there anyway. Her sister, Lizzie, helps me though. She sneaks me in when her parents aren’t looking so that I can hold Meg’s hand and try to look through her closed eyelids. I can never see anything though, and eventually I have to stop because it makes my eye hurt.

I guess you probably want to hear about Veronica, though, she’s the one who was your best friend. Or so she thinks. I’m starting to wonder if anything any of us thought about you was true. But I still love you, you’re my sister. My only sister.

Right, Veronica. She asked me why I go to visit Meg but I couldn’t answer her. If I told her that Meg’s the only one I can talk to, she would leave me. She would probably go back to Logan and I don’t think I could handle that. I won’t let him win. Not again. If that ever happens, though, his yellow truck thing is going down. Sometimes I have dreams about it going over a cliff just like the bus – all big and yellow and full of drowning people.

If you still talk to him, tell him to stay away from Veronica. She’s mine.

I have to go, Lilly, Veronica is here. I hope she doesn’t want to talk.

I love you.
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