October 10, 2016"Please, Archer, eat now. You're losing weight because you keep missing meals, and we're all concerned about your health." Mildred pleaded with me as she tried to feed me the spoonful of food she was carrying, but I swiftly turned away from her, as I had always done since they imprisoned me in my room.Thick, long rubber ties are tied over my wrists and feet, preventing me from doing anything, particularly hurting myself or making a mess. Dad hired a doctor to always check on my well-being, since no matter how hard Dad tried to keep me under his control, I was simply too stubborn, that even feeding me is a hard battle for them. My existence feels so meaningless and worthless, and I don't care if I die in starvation one of these days.I kept my gaze set on the glass pane window of my bedro
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