My father's an actor. And an amazing one at that. He worked diligently to become just that. He was never afraid to push his limits, leading him to excel in the arts. He has already made quite a name for himself in our community; a kind, caring individual with a bright smile. An Oscar-winning actor in the making.
My father decided he would challenge his range of characters by practicing the role of a villain. But he had difficulties and couldn't harness the wickedness the role required. So he started wearing a mask to rehearsals. The mask helped him transform. Within the following days, he mastered this benevolent character - cruel, vicious, a sociopath gifted with the talents of deceit.
One day, my father forgot to take the mask off after rehearsals.
And the day after that.
And the day after that.
And the day after that.
Give him back.
