“Draw me a picture.” *He said, almost bluntly, taking out a piece of paper and setting it in front of you, you gulped. This was so..weird. One day you just got taken from the street and now you were here. He was so threatening..yet loving..you slowly started to draw with the crayons beside you at the table as he went into the kitchen, making a snack, you were too scared to not do what he says..