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Me writing a new Omori fanfic: ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ
          	
          	My unfinished Homestuck fiasco: (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻

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The next two chapters are going to be fucking massive so be ready, I have been waiting to write these FOREVERRR, the story is almost over with only one more book after, but if the third book goes well I may publish a novella around the Dreamcatcher series. Just let me know!

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I don't know what is wrong with my Dad, or why people choose romantic interests over the people that are supposed to matter the most to them. It makes me want to leave all the more, but to also stay because of my siblings. My brother doesn't understand due to his young age and my other sister, younger, (we will call her Cindy) was crying yesterday, and Emmy and I hugged her because she doesn't deserve this either. Dad also made her cry her eyes out because she drew morbid pictures, such as I did when I was a kid. Life has been unstable for them and it makes me so sad they have to grow up like this. My life too was filled with tension due to my mother, but my father was always the one to help make things right. I had Gaga. They have Nene and Papaw. My youngest siblings who live with my Mom (her and Dad are divorced. He is my step Dad too, but has been for 16 years)  have no one.

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He has been trying to get Emmy and I to the house alone so he could interrogate us, but my grandparents won't let him have us and for that I am thankful. Dad was apparently going to pick us up at the bus stop. Unknowing to this, Papaw came as he usually does and picked us up before Dad got there. It is good Dad was late, because otherwise I don't know what would have happened. He was frailing his arms about in anger when Papaw drove back to the bus stop to see what was up with my Dad. Dad tried to force me out of the car but it was locked and he was unable to get in. Papaw said he was going to give him a heart attack and I fear for Papaw's health.
          I don't know what is wrong with my Dad, or why people choose romantic interests over the people that are supposed to matter the most to them. It makes me want to leave all the more, but to also stay because of my siblings. My brother doesn't understand due to his young age and my other sister, younger, (we will call her Cindy) was crying yesterday, and Emmy and I hugged her because she doesn't deserve this either. Dad also made her cry her eyes out because she drew morbid pictures, such as I did when I was a kid. Life has been unstable for them and it makes me so sad they have to grow up like this. My life too was filled with tension due to my mother, but my father was always the one to help make things right. I had Gaga. They have Nene and Papaw. My youngest siblings who live with my Mom (her and Dad are divorced. He is my step Dad too, but has been for 16 years)  have no one.

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He is trying to put us on lock-down and even did that at the house when he confiscated the phones and turned off all the wifi. I am unsure as to what he found or why Amy would be helping with this because she told him that Emmy and I were trying to synch into her email account when the phone didn't belong to either of us. He was telling Nene I was sneaking around at Tennessee and accusing Emmy of skipping school to go to her Mom's when Mom has her blocked and accused her too of horrible things. No one thinks it's drugs, which just leads me to ask why? He thinks we are in the mafia or something and tried accusing me of wanting to kill the entire family to which caused me to run out of the house at five in the morning. I saw a black horse, that had escaped the home in front of ours eating grass. I had someone call in on it. I felt insane as I left the house exclaiming THE BYE BYE TRAIN IS HERE! And left.
          
          
          My school bus slithered down the dark road, I was already past the bus stop, but he let me get on, and away to school I went. I was in the office first period, but went to every one of my classes. Dad tried to tell me I skipped half of the day and was screaming at my Papaw for believing me.

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An Open Letter on what is occurring since none of you know who I am and I need to get it out.
          
          Story on my Father. 
          
          My Father flipped out worse than before. He was accusing me of not even having gone to Tennessee (I went with my church for CYC) , is claiming he "finally figured out what it was my sister (We will call her Emmy) and I were doing" and that it was so bad he didn't know what to do. He has been ripping lights out of the walls claiming there is something hidden inside of them, he cussed out my grandfather who has been the only support system for him (including his mother) and it got so bad that they called the cops on him and wouldn't let him have us. We are not allowed to use social media at my grandparents on account of my father thinking we are trying to use it to contact people. Like gang people or something. The love interest of him that uses him and is psycho just like this (we will call her Amy)  is also helping him with the conspiracy. Grandma (Nene)  didn't even want to go over to our house alone to see what Dad had "found" because he was trying to get her to go over alone. I feel at a loss for words and can't bring myself to eat because all of this is so stressful and I think to myself whether or not maybe he DID find something. I have never done anything seriously bad ever, yet part of me is starting to convince myself there might just be something. The whole family is stressed and Nene was crying earlier. He refuses to get help and we had to file a warrant to get him out of his house and into the hospital. I am very upset on everyone's behalf and feel bad for my Dad, but I just can't imagine why he'd want to accuse my sister and I- his own two kids- of conspiracy. It makes me feel like he doesn't love us or even want us anymore which sucks  because my Mom is the same way alongside the rest of her family. Sorry for this massload of text, I just don't know what else to do at this point.