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I especially like the white walls of the mental hospital. They are empty and look very much like my current brain. They all call me "Why" because I can only answer "Why" when they ask me anything. I like to play with my roommate "Two-Headed Monster" because he always likes to talk to himself. It seemed like he had two of them in his body, and he would always ask me to help him hit the other one. This was the funniest thing. I would hit him on the head hard and laugh while beating him, but he would cry and laugh, beg for mercy and curse. Maybe it's because other people don't like to watch us play games, so they always pull away. Or maybe it's because I play so well that other people come to beat me. Maybe they are jealous.