Noticed

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I was about 6 when I first noticed that my father brought a different woman every month to see his sudy in the basement. I was 9 when I notice that I never seen any of those women ever leave the basement. I didn't want to make father upset so i kept my thoughts to myself. Although I was very curious as to where the women go. Then I noticed that father takes out a huge, smelly, and drenched trash bag out every month. Always the day before he brings another woman into his study. I never thought anything of it. I just thought he wanted the basement clean for when he shows his company his study. Father says I'm not allowed to see his study because I'm not a man yet. Thats when I noticed my curiosity disappear. The way father speaks can give the angel of death himself chills down his eternal spine. Then exactly one month before my thirteenth birthday during supper suddenly the curiosity creaped it's way back into my mind. So out of my mouth flew a question. "Father what do you study in the basement?". He veered at me as if he was the Devil himself staring deep into my soul to cast judgement. He then calmly said on your birthday. I said yes father but in my mind I though to myself. This is it, Im finally going to enter the basement.

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