'IB'-Chapter NineteenMore Like This
“I’m not crazy!!” Dib screamed, desperately trying to plead his case. “Let me go!!” The boy struggled to get free but to no avail.
The two nurses held firmly to the distressed and thrashing child. Another man wrapped the corpse of the dog in a blanket. "We'll have him buried in the pet cemetery." He stated to the boy, hoping it would ease his mind a bit.
The mention of the pet cemetery hardly calmed Dib, making him flail and scream more loudly. “NO! Don’t bury him there! Just give him back!” He looked to the doctor now in pure distress and agony. “I didn’t kill him I swear… Just let me go!”
"Okay, okay! Take it easy!" The man frowned with a guarded demeanor, not wanting to upset him further. "I'm sorry Dib, we'll just keep you overnight and study you. We aren’t saying that you killed the dog, we just want to make sure everything is working right in your brain." Dr.Gaul explained to him as sl
'IB'-Chapter EighteenMore Like This
Light golden rays from the morning sun shone into the living room window the next morning. Dib woke up peacefully, taking in a deep breath and slowly opening his eyes and blinking a few times as they adjusted to the bright light. After a few minutes or so, he looked down to his little companion who was still sleeping peacefully on his chest, making him smile. He eventually made the decision to wake Einstein, shaking him lightly. The puppy, however, refused to wake up just yet and covered his face with his paw.
Dib chuckled, then took this time to observe the messy environment around him. The night had been peaceful… Almost a little too peaceful, which made the boy suspicious. Some things seemed to be misplaced, however the thing that stood out most to the human were the long, deep claw marks in the walls around him. He knew they hadn’t been there before he fell asleep, and they were far too long and high for Einstein to had made them. It was obvious then t
ZaDF - Stand Together pt.1It was Monday, the worst day of the week. It was the day it all started anew, the day he cursed his routine, his life, and even at times his very existence. More importantly, it was the day that the bullies were at their most vicious. They detested returning to skool and the only way they saw fit to quail this fury was to take it out on everyone else most notably Dib.More Like This
He tried to fight back, but it was never any good. Fighting only made it worse. The bruises would be a shade darker and the blood run a little more heavily. So he ran, that is if he had the will. Sometimes he just didn't care. He thought maybe if he didn't react, if he showed no emotion not fear, not hatred, not even hurt then perhaps they would find a new victim. But they never did.
Sure occasionally Zim got the brunt of their anger too, but it was never the same. They weren't afraid of Zim per say, but Zim always managed to get out far better looking than the other kids and especially more so than h