"They're coming for me!" Wes screamed, the pain and terror in his voice was evident. "They're coming! They're coming!" I ran into his room to see the guardian, Donovan, holding Wes in his arms, trying to hush his screams. I ran over to his bedside and he Donovan stood, letting me hold on to Wes, trying to calm him down. "Wes, it's alright. You're fine. No ones going to hurt you," I whispered and his hands grappled my forearms. He dug his fingers into my skin. The pain caused me to jump but I hel
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