Poor daddy...

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It's been three years and I'm 5 years old I'm still not aloud outside of the fearamid and I'm growing bored mom and dad can sense that someone is in the fearamid. Sister rushed me to the golden gate of sin that leads to the roadway to hell(I made that up sorry to any religions) mommy soon got to us in our secret hiding spot in the roadway to hell and told us that daddy died. I could feel sissy's tears land on my head but I felt nothing. At this point I knew what death was but I still felt nothing but...

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