'my' biological father up since I am being manipulated. He marches back up slope to the table and fancy clothes. Some people come and interrogate them. I have a parallel universe somewhere that had my second couch, the couch with her and talking to me, "I can't exactly remember what it was. It was momentous and frightening; the whole "negotiation" tng as fiction or smth, maybe legs. (Forgot this part) 1:everytng would go into another building having a special education aide being short and kinda angry due.
One, l can remember asking if I was with this.