Everywhere I turn in this house, Father is there. Hiding in the corners. Lurking by the doors. Inhabiting every room I enter. Sticking to the walls like a leech.
He’s always dragging me down, he always thinks he’s right no matter what. I am NOT STUPID!! I KNOW what’s right and what’s wrong, I really do.
I can’t rely on Mom to be my savior – she just makes things worse.
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