The Guardian

The Guardian

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Shameela By Shimmy Updated Sep 22, 2011

Ryan grabbed my shoulders as I started to shake. The small picture fell onto the blood covered floor, showing my white long bearded dad in chains, barely being able to hold himself up; locked inside a cage that only gave him enough space to sleep and eat.
    I leaned against him, “That’s not him. He’s not that old,” I felt tears escape down my cheeks, "or weak"
    Ryan nodded, his eyes a beautiful ocean blue, “It’s been years, Megan.”
    “Can I see him?” I looked at him, wiping my tears away.
    “Sure, but do you really want to go to hell?” he gave me a handkerchief.
    “If that’s what it takes, then yes. I’ll go.”

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