When the police arrived, they asked me if I knew where my “daddy” was. I just shook my head no, while pulling up nervously with my little hands at the side of the mattress. The Officer lifted me off my bed, pulled up the mattress to find three rifles and two handguns. They were to blow our heads off, if we were bad.
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