Outside

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It's been a week since he took me in. I know this sounds strange but I do miss seeing other people, sure they weren't nice but I miss humanity. The only place outside the house I can go to is the backyard. He was going shopping today and this might be the only time so. "Hey, can I come with you?" Did he look offended? "Why? You might get hurt or taken away what if some stranger picks you up and takes you to a completely different place and I can't find you?" But that's what he did. "Uhhh Sir I don't think that is something you can say, I mean you literally did that." His face was priceless. I heard him mumbling curse words. "Please, I haven't seen any other people in a week." He looked annoyed, seems I hit a nerve. I should probably leave. "How rude. Annoying child -grumble-" I guess it was rude. "Sorry, Sir I-" Never mind he's already left. He usually forgets the things I say anyway. I've never actually explored this house, most times when he's gone I just play with Lego. He bought it for me, he's almost a dad to me; I hope one day I can call him that. Well, today's the day. I wander around the house just normal rooms you'd see in a normal house. Then I came across a locked door that was bordered shut. Strange, how have I not noticed this? I'll bring it up to him when he comes back. Until then I'll just lay down for a bit. I hop on the couch to have a short nap. Three hours later I wake up with a blanket on top of me and a rattling noise coming from the kitchen. Oh no I slept way longer than I wanted to. I go to the kitchen and he's drowning himself?!? "Sir are you okay?!?!?!" He throws his head out from the water choking hard and coughing. He pushes back his hair and dries his face with the hand towel. "Yes, you don't need to worry about me. I thought you were sleeping." So did he try to kill himself while I was asleep? "I was but I heard clashing." He looked behind him and I noticed some pots on the floor. Oh. "I wanted to ask you something." He turned back to me and seemed rather intrigued. "What's with the locked door at the back of the house?" Anger? No fear, that's what filled his eyes. "That rooms out of bounds."

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