I had remember the doctor saying my cast could come off in a week or two, and it had been at least 2 weeks since I had gotten back to Jasons. The cast was incredibly dirty, and it had almost fallen off. I had run out of ways to try and get the chain off. I tugged, I pulled, I bit. Nothing worked. I was doomed.
The days passed.. I had also noticed some days they forgot to feed me. I whimpered and whined, and cried. Then reluctantly, Jason would come out and put a scoop of food on the ground and fill up my dirty bowl half full of water.
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