My Name is John Merrick

Today, Mr. Bytes was drunk. Even though it seemed liked he knew that I was sick, he still was angry at me. He had taken me to the monkey caged and locked me up, the monkeys kept screaming at me and I was helpless to do anything about it. Later in the night, these kind people took me out of the caged and helped me escape Mr. Bytes since that they probably knew it would only get worse if I stayed there with him. These fellow freaks took us through the forest and took me to a ship heading towards London. As I began to go on, one of them told me,"luck my friend, luck. Who needs more than we." On the ship, all I could think about was returning home, back to the hospital.