She had never tried to understand why the words did not connect to the thoughts in her mind. She always said the truth no, not exactly the whole truth, but the part that was kept hidden was the part that hurt the most to her friends who knew why she was using such easily written down words to describe her feelings about him, her brother who was diagnosed to have a rare form of foot in the mouth that was serious he never could go outside or speak to anyone but her. That caused her lots of pain because she had to take care of him because he had no one to speak for since his friends could not stand it when he blurted out what he thought just like pinnochio. His name was an acronym for dork: Dillon Oliver Robert King he never thought before he told them what was on his mind whenever they were all together. They sounded mean, but they were not his fault. He was forced to say it because of his currently incurable foot in the mouth disease. So she went to a psychiatrist to get a special machine to help him, but then someone saved her from living corn that wanted to got to a corn-eat-humans party hall at the physiotherapists office he learned that his corn was his doom but not before it ate him. His funeral was what showed his doom. Luckily he had a good friend who killed him. He came back as a corn zombie, but he already ate some brains and said "COORRNNN!!!". The corn takes the form of a fat butt. then it ate all the toy bears and burped and laughed loudly for years until it was killed. Nobody remembers him except creepy clowns that make balloons and eat corn that turns them into fat tummies. So if you see them somewhere make sure to be friends ok? Because if you don't they will eat all your computers cd rom drives for no reason.