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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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Feb 14th, 2012
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