Your father is what most call a ‘sociopathic killer.’ Your mom left when you were five withan unemotional available father who loved you dearly. When your father wasn’t home doing illegal activities, Trevor’s ‘friends’ would watch you

you’re now seven and properly started to questions the things your father does. You played with your Barbies as your father smoked. You turned around took a big breath and asked the question that’s been on your mind…