Chapter 5
Today of all days was when Alfred's depression got the wrost.Today was September 11, the wrostest day od America.Some people agree with that others do not.Alfred was here laiding in his bed remembering all the people that died that day.He couldn't believe his own would betray him.Alfred got up and got the knife that was hidden in his bed l.Alfred smile and cutted himself.All there was was blood dripping from his wrist and knife.Alfred didn't feel any pain.He enjoyed it until there was a knock at the door."Damn.Why cant people leave me alone " Alfred states stopped what he was doing and went to get the door.The person outside his door was Arthur.Alfred wonder why he's here .Shouldn't he be at his country."Now, Alfred I found out what you've been doing.Why didn't you tell me about this Alfred, I would have helped you !"Arthur yells grabbing him.
Arthur with his other hand he close Alfred's door then pin Alfred to the wall."Alfred ,What the bloody hell was you thinking !" Arthur yells again still have Alfred pin to the wall."I know today's a horrible day but Alfred who are who exactly? " Arthur asks "I'm Alfred F. Jones......" Alfred mutter.
"No, Alfred .Who are you ? " Arthur asked again." I'm Alfred F.Jones the personification of America." Alfred said it a bit louder."Yes, but who else are you " Arthur asked looking at him." Arthur, don't make me say 'I'm the hero ' stuff becaue I'm not " Alfred states trying to get Arthur off him but didn't successed. "Alfred , Look you couldn't know why that attack happen 17 years ago.No one did, honestly it was just a normal day like today.Alfred I will not say this again , who are you ? What's your purpose ? " Arthur asks.After the tenth millon time Alfred answer correctly.Arthur deiced to stay with Alfred.He spent the whole day with Alfred and even focred him to eat something.
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