disclaimer: do i have to say it, okay i don't own...fried eggs, ohw okay i don't own knd, hows that? here's a new chappie.

chapter 4: crushed and paralysed

wally woke up he didn't had any feeling in his body

his throat hurted badley he nearly could speak

''what happend'', he said verry soft

''ohw your awake'', kuki said with an relief

her face was wet and her nose was red her eyes al teary

''what's the matter'', wally nearly could bring out

''i worried sick about you, i tought you were going to...'', she stopt and started to cry again.

''die?'', wally brought out havelly breathing,he saw an smal plastic pipe from his nose to a strange machine with an pump inside, ''what's that for?'', wally asked, he could feel his throat burning.

''its letting you breath couse one of your lungs doesn't functionate like it belongs to'', kuki said whiping the tears out of her face

''alright one more question'', he said softly

''go ahead'', kuki said

''why can't i move?'', he asked

kuki's eyes did get all teary again

''what is it'', he sounded afraid

''your...your...waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!'', she started to cry loudley

''please tell me what is it'', he begged kuki in great fear

kuki calmed down a little bit trying to confort wally

''okay be prepared...'', kuki said soft, ''you will never be able to move again couse your...paralyzed''.

''what...?'', wally's eyes started to get teary to, ''does tha meen that i...can't do a thing for the rest of my life?'',wally said verry sad

''i am so sorry but your back is broken and a few bones are crushed like your ribs and a lung of you doesn't functionate well'', kuki said.

wally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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kuki: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! poor wally

wally: yeah like it would happen...

me: wel you and you boxing talent

wally: what the crud...boxing talent? really

kuki: your not going to box!

wally: why not?

kuki: i don't want that to happen to you

wally: comon its just some cruddy story

me: my stories are ain't cruddy, that you can't write a story doesn't meen i can't write, sorry people little discusion, please review

me: lights of

wally: why do we never finish discusions

lights turned of

wally: crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!crud!