I go inside and hide in the closet! Where he cannot find me. I hate him! I hate this house! I want to go home! I think I fall asleep. It is midnight when I wake up and I magically am on my crib. My bum still is a little sore. I jump down the crib and fall on my bum. Ouch. Tears start falling off my eyes already. I rush downstairs to the main door and try my best to open it without making too much noise. When I cant, I go to the kitchen to grab a knife to open the door. I am trying with all my might, not even caring about making a noise anymore. I am done. I have been trying this for the longest time ever. I give up and start crying.
I see Carlos walking up to me. He was watching me? Since when? I think he is mad and he will spank the living f**k out of me.
He kneels down in front of me
