October 20th, 2017

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MYG—

I know he does.

I keep telling myself to turn him in.

But I can't.

Even though he hates me, treats me like shit, he's still my father.

He's all I've got left.

And I'm afraid to be left alone.

I hate being alone.

Tear stains littered the small yellow square.

CIR—

He hits you, doesn't he?

M, you need to turn him in.

Please.

I'm worried about you.

And you're not alone.

We have each other now.

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