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Okay, but if you watch Trolland with your eyes closed, you're imagination will make the movie 100x's Better than the actual Movie –Speaking from Experience
I'm also gonna skip the rest of the Train Ride because I'm actually out of Ideas for the train ride
Also, this Chapter may Contain some Triggering things, idk
There's, like... I wanna say Mentions of Abuse
And there's also this Flashback thing nead the end which confirms the Abuse, and there's also a part where the Reader finds an Unused Noose and a Stool in their old Closet, so mentions of Thought-out suicide as well
Pretty sure this whole book is possibly Triggering, with all the Murder and Gore and stuff, but I'm saving the Trigger Warnings for things that might hit a little too close to Home for some of you guys, and I want you guys to be safe
I love you 😘

(I'm also very sick, so if This chapter isn't great, blame it on me thinking it was a good Idea to go out into the Rain with nothing but a Pair of Shorts and Tank Top and the fact that I've been asleep all day because of your Oh-so Smart and Intelligent Author being a Complete Dumbass
At least I got to watch the Steven Universe Movie all day, so that's good[I got the DVD From Wal-Mart, and I'm completely happy with that Decision])

You never felt so happy to see H/t in your Life. You felt like a little Kid at Disney world, Looking around with pure Fascination and Awe in your Face and in your eyes. You knew the first place you wanted to go; Your Father's House. You wanted to reassure him that you where okay, and you wanted to tell him about the weird things that had happened to you, possibly over a Few Slices of Cheesecake. And then you'd Curl up in your Old Bedroom with your Lava-lamp on while staring out of the window at the Peaceful night sky.  It was almost Six in the Evening, so you should probably get going if you wanted to do all of that. You moved your legs to a walking pace, but you soon broke out into a Sprint, you just couldn't wait to see your Dad. Tomorrow, you'd call up your Friends and tell them Everything as well. Maybe you could get a Police report in and the Police in Clay Hill could do something about the weird happenings in that Place, you could only hope...
You ran down he Sidewalk and Sprinted down Cherry Avenue, the street you used to live in, you passed Familiar Houses until you came to one. You stopped and stared at it for a While, your heart Pounding in pure Happiness that you've only experienced when you came from School. Your lips stretched into a wide Smile and you ran to the Door, Jogging up the Porch Stairs, and stopping to catch your Breath once you actually reached the Door. You Knocked on it a Few Times, since there was no Doorbell, and you waited. The door opened, and you opened your mouth to say something to your Dad, but your Smile Faded once you saw an Old Lady on the other end of the Door.

" Hello? Who are you?" She asked. Could you have gotten the Address wrong? You swallowed a lump in your throat before speaking. " I-I'm sorry, I Must've gotten the Wrong address... I'm look for D/n L/n, do you know where he lives?" (Idk if I cleared this up or not, but D/n means Dad's Name, so Ye) The Old Woman opened the door up a little wider. " I'm sorry, But D/n died a few Years Ago. You got the address right.." Your head was buzzing with Questions. Your Dad wasn't Dead, It hasn't been years- Wait, maybe it has been years..." Oh.." You mustered out, looking at the Ground, tears threatening to spill. " You must be his Daughter, right? You're more than welcome to come inside and look around." "... thank you." You whispered. The Old Lady moved back into the House, you walking in afterwards, closing the Door behind you.
As soon as you walked inside you where hit with a mixed Wave of Nostalgia and Nausea. You didn't know why, you didn't remember anything in this House. You think you would've remembered everything like the Walls, the way the House smelt, or even remember where everything once was. But nothing in your memory matched with this house. But, the Old Lady did say that it's been a few Years, so maybe that was the reason. " Oh Go ahead, Look around, nothing in here will Bite." The Lady said, sitting back down on the couch and picking up a Book that was on the Coffee Table. You giggled a little and headed up the stairs.