Every misspelling and instance of bad grammar is intentional. This is intended to be an improvement on the original, and more congruous with what I actually wanted.
This can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be happening,
Screaming? why screaming? Why are you screaming,s top screaming, no more screaming, I can't take the screaming. Screaming, screaming, screaming, burning, screaming, running, yelling, screaming, more shouting.
Walking, mother, why are you walking? You should be resting, with dad, so stop screaming. I can hear you, but the screaming makes me sick, screaming screaming screaming. Where are my brothers? why are they not screaming? everyone else is screaming, running, yelling, walking, but they aren't screaming! Burning, running, shouting, stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstosptsptsptostosptospttosp...
Please STOP SCREAMING!
Don't start screaming, don't wake the boys, don't scream, don't scare them. Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe. Don't be afraid, don't you dare start screaming. They need their rest, the need to sleep, to not scream, to be silent. No screaming.
Silent no screaming, no running, no walking.
"Big brother will be out, getting some ice, so don't move, alright?" Sleeping like babies. My head hurts, and my stomach... but the screaming was quiet for now, so I should be fine. Right? Mom, where did you go? Why did you walk away after kissing everyone? Did you forget about me? Why? Mom?
Lipstick was on their necks, and I closed the door.
Someone splashed red paint on the white walls and the screaming went away, not completely, thank you. I'll have to call it in, let the staff know, if they don't already. The paint even got into the carpet and smeared on the windows.
Drunks didn't seem to make it to their rooms. Their clothes were torn and the paint was splashed on them as well. They looked like angels, with red wings. Who's screaming? Smoke outside, was there a barbecue going on? Was that the screaming earlier? Please calm down, stop the screaming. Calm down, calm down, calm down, no more, no more, no more. Focus.
Okay, just get the ice and go back to the room. Take care of the boys. They need you until mom gets back or dad wakes up, focus.
I feel sick. I brush myself off-when did I fall?-and my right hand was covered in red paint. No, just some dizziness, the ice. Where is the ice?
Running, someone is running. Running to me.
What? What are you talking about? I'm just covered in paint. Red paint. Paint, it has to be paint. It must be. I threw up. The screaming is back, stop screaming, stop screaming, please. Please, stop. Please. I don't want you to kill me, my brothers need me. The screaming got louder, stop. Me? Yes, I hear you. Justin. What's your name?
The screaming starts again. Stop the screaming, please. A gunshot and the screaming stops. There's another one. Stop the screaming, I can't take it.
Another man, and walking lots of walking. Something is coming, a group of something is almost here. Someone grabbed my arm and started pulling. Not that way, a group is walking towards us. I was led away from the walking people, away from my family.
Who is that? Someone is not there? But someone has to be there, because if someone isn't there, how could they be there?
Yes, I can hear you, no need to yell. i know, I never got the ice. There are none of those things this way, so I walk quietly. It would be rude to wake anyone else up, and it would very rude to interrupt the new guests while they are playing. i'm just going to get some medicine, and then I'll get the ice, and then I'll go find my brothers. unless they are still asleep. That would be a problem.
Outside of the hotel, there are more of those people with the angel wings painted around them. I don't understand why, but they look happy.
A moment with no screaming at all; no screaming, no noise, no nothing. It feels good, but the screaming will come back soon, I know it. Still, let me have the time to do this, just this one thing. I close the eyes of the child in front of me. She's younger than my brothers, and this should never have happened to her. She's a pretty girl I watched play with my little brothers, and now they're dead. All three of them. I wonder how
The screaming, more screaming, but quiet screaming. How much screaming is there? The people, in that direction, are sick. The people in that direction are sick. the People in that direction, are sick. Someone isn't sick over there. The screaming started singing, but still screaming. Scream song song scream. The screaming is getting louder, but so is the screaming. Singing, not screaming not screaming. No screaming would be good, but the singing is nice, I think. But the screaming is bad. The screaming and singing and shouting and noise won't stop, never let the screaming stop. The screaming hurts my head, but the screaming also tells me things, things that allow me to not interrupt people and not bother people. Or is it the other way around? Does it really matter. sudden screaming and the screamer runs by. A running screamer. A walking screamer. Other screamers too. Medicine, I need medicine, because I am sick. Medicine will make me feel better, so I need to get some.
There should be medicine in the box with the plus, so the screaming says. The screaming says so much, but is to loud. I'm not ignoring it, so why does it keep screaming. I'll be good, I'll keep listening, but I need to feel better.
Can you hear me? Hello?