sarahm11

The deep gash in his hand was sealing itself up. As it stitched itself the hand began to look "normal" again. It felt as it a searing needle was being stabbed into his hand and sewing it up. It was probably the worst pain he had ever felt. He hoped it would end soon but it got worse and worse. His hand was healed but still burned. He didn't hear it at first. The small man behind him that is. The man jumped onto his back and whispered into his ear. "I healed your hand. You're welcome." He whipped his head around and looked at the man. "Jerry, don't be frightened I've known you for years." the man said casually. That was when Jerry...

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