Johnny's Revenge
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Última publicación vie, ago 29, 2014
Hi, my name is Johnny and I'm 9 years old. I've lived in this basement for years and suffer from starvation because my daddy never feeds me. He's always angry at me, but I don't know why. He always hits me and my mommy, and it really hurts. I ask mommy why does daddy do this to us and all she ever says is that he's a bad person. I've become really tired so I'm gonna run away and never come back. The only problem is how and even if I do I know he'll come after me.
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