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Mustering up the courage, I decided to ask my "father" to open the front door for me. I slowly left the comfort of my own room and went down the hallway. My "father" was sitting in the dining room writing something while my "mother" was in the kitchen cooking. I was terrified to ask them anything, because of how intimidating they looked with their creepy smiles. Nonetheless, I knew that I had to escape as soon as possible.

Acting as casual as possible and trying to sound calm, I approached my father. "Would it be possible for me to just go out for about ten minutes as I need to return a book to my friend?" I asked. My "father" hastily replied, "just return it tomorrow at school, anyways dinner will be ready soon, why don't you go watch some television with your brother and sister" and walked off to his room. I was panicking, and didn't know what to do, so I returned to my room and sat on my bed. 

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