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He got his Lobotomy

He was pleading with me to make it stop. He was hurting and bleeding and I was helpless to help. All I could do was sit there, cry, and apologize because I couldn't do anything. I couldn't make it stop. "Please," he whined. "I don't want to do this anymore. I want to go home.… Continue reading He got his Lobotomy