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To the outside world,7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrqB3N6LYyI
Since I was always stuck inside, there wasn't much for me to do. I wasn't allowed to have any kind of technology, nor anything that gave me the desires to see the outside world, so I was just stuck with my imagination.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3umYKh7GTu
I had a bunch of paper in my room, along with some crayons and pencils, so I began creating cheerful landscapes, sprinkled with a touch of magic. When I shared these drawings with my parents, they seemed worried, questioning how I knew what a tree should look like, why my characters looked so familiar to the people they know outside, and why my imaginary friends appeared in all of them.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8EwqoghdJu
I had no idea what they were going on about, all those places were just figments of my imagination. I created another drawing and shared it with them. It depicted a laboratory with me sitting inside a cell. 7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOgCXGvXmZL
It was kind of a hint to them that my home felt more like a prison. My mother showed it to my father and they both were stunned, infuriated. They ripped the drawing into pieces right in front of me. I started to hate them for their cruel nature, tearing apart something I put so much effort into.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpZCeE8v0m9
I kept drawing despite everything. By the time I was done, I had filled an entire box with my artwork. I tucked them away in a secret spot in my room, safe from prying eyes. If anyone happens to discover them, I would just act out and ruin all their things in return. That would make us even, right?7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlW2yi7QEeR
I suppose the only hobby I have at the moment is jotting down my thoughts in this diary. It might sound odd, but I actually enjoy being in this cell because I get to hang out with my friends, and Dr. Hyne seems really kind.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY3mbkK5YZ1
