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AVELORA They should seriously make a song and name it 'my muscle aches like a b***h' I would happily dance to it My walk back to the room was like a walk to the guillotine. There was an increasing internal panic. My hand were tingling from all the stupid drill, and my mind wasn't settled. It felt like I was thrown into a pit to figure out a way out with obstacles that were larger than life itself. The room that was supposed to be a sanctuary now had my heart thundering frantically against my ribs cage. I opened the door carefully. He was never around by this time, he was always out attending to one matter after the other, I knew he never got to have a proper childhood, I knew how bad this place messed him up. Still, I hated him so much right now. The room was empty, the dark space wa

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