Note No9

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There's not much I can write down anymore. I've been locked into my own house for a while now. I can't remember how long but some random papers I found in my drawers, say that I feel like a prisoner. My dad says it's for my protection. He's afraid that I'll forget everything again and I'll get lost.

I found a piece of paper almost completely ripped into tiny little pieces but I tried to unpuzzle it and I think it says that when I fight with my dad he's doing bad stuff to me. Is this possible? He's my dad. He cares about me. Someone's here. The doorbell just rang.

I tried to open my door but my dad pushed me inside the room again and locked the door. When I tried to scream he came in and hit me.

It's been few minutes and I'm hearing loud voices. There's something familiar in the voice of the guy that fights with my dad.

When I heard the door closing loudly I looked outside the window. I saw a boy and a girl. The girl seemed younger than me and she's beautiful but I don't remember her. But I know the boy. I'm sure I do, somehow.

I flicked the lights in my room few times and when I went back to the window again, the boy was there, smiling at me.

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