User:UnidentifiedFroggy/JaF Database/Chapter 7

Only one day in this crappile and I’ve already got myself into a fight. Yay.

“The others finished the dwelling. I suggest you sleep on it.” Replies Shucks.

“...fine.” I reply.

It’s not like I CAN fall asleep, but, whatever.

As dusk approaches(wow, days sure move faster around here), I make toward my “dwelling”. On the interior, there isn’t much, but it’s definitely more than I could have asked for. The wood is rotten, but I couldn’t care less. I lie on the bed and try as best as I can to fall asleep...

However, I, of course, just lie there, wide awake. Yet another wicked flaw about me that I’m going to carry for the rest of eternity. Heck, having transparent eyelids means I’ll always be staring straight forward, no matter what. If I ever find the source of this curse, I’ll take the person by the neck and chop them up alive.

...Wait...that would be irrational. What if they invented the curse by accident? What if they’re suffering the same fate I am? Maybe I’ll be able to meet them sometime?

However, as I continue to ponder these things, I hear voices from another house...

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