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Stuck. I'm stuck here in Florida, and the police found me wondering around the town. And someway the people who was looking for to take home, found me. Someone stole my freedom. And now I sit in silence.

Home. After the private jet ride to my home state, which was guarded by police in order for me not to runaway, again. And I what you may be thinking, why will a father who beats there child wanted them back, or get the whole police force to find this one little troublemarker. It is because my father, who is a billionaire, and don't want people to know what's going on inside his home. That's why I ran away because nobody will believe me, or if they do, they will be paid not to tell.

Father. When my father saw me, after I got out of the private jet, he hugged me. But he told me in my small ear "If you run away again, will make you disappear....like your mother did," after he said that my breathing became uneven "Opps! I forgot to tell you that your mother didn't die of lung cancer, but did die by my hitman. Now put your self in use by hugging me back and smiling." Why. Father. Why.

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