Getting into arguments over general land disputes during the winter. Dad threw all my things out the window. I let an owl in and played. Old SpongeBob involved pretending to be a student being followed. There was this show which captured the night life and was popular translated about kids and their trauma. I watched a show involving killing kids on a narrow catwalks. The last begged for his life. Preceded as getting to know the xracaters. A boyfriend and girlfriend. I spoke to the animals who told me Dad was hurt and it's why people were visiting. Despite him being so bossy and controlling and causing me trauma I wanted to know if it was true because I do still care about him. I went to hi office. Dad shot me in the back for entering his office . I woke up panting