This is my story. At a very young age I was often sent to my room by my father. First i didn't know what he was up to but by the time I got older his "work" started to come more and more clear to me. More time past by and my father became more like a lunatic. This didn't worry me that much although it worried someone else. My mother. This time he "worked" everything was different. He didn't unlock the door to my room and here I am still sitting by my table. Waiting for him to unlock it. I have a bad feeling and I think that something has went bad. Really bad. I have to get out!

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