.She is fifteen. We never stopped our vigilance- our hallway door was always locked at night... She has only gotten better at pretending, I finally couldn't take it anymore and called her biological father in another state. I was lucky enough that he hadn't seen her her entire life and felt so guilty about it he agreed to take her under the pretense that she's failing school which was true and I couldn't make her succeed in anyway or even participate in her life she had given up on herself by refusing to do any schoolwork up until The point where she had between a 1.0 and at finally a .064 grade point average for four years running. Regardless of the continuing psychotic deviance, the threat to all life, I had had my limit and he (her biological father) hadn't even participated at any point, so as far as I'm concerned he deserves a chance. It is 2016. So far no deaths. I am scared to say I I don't know how long that will last.


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