Dad won’t let me see my younger brother. He keeps me locked behind this door and only feeds me once a week through a small opening down the bottom. It’s been like this for about a couple of years now. Ever since my younger brother was born. That same night, before the baby got home, he locked me up inside here and I haven’t gone out since. It’s very dark in here because of the barricades covering the windows, most likely so that I don’t escape. I remember that day so well. Mom was looking sick before she left to the hospital and dad was a little… Let’s say he was acting strange, like if he was desperate. My mom, on the other hand, was very angry and was crying. The words she said still haunt me to this day. “I don’t know why you still have him around! If you don’t want to kill him, then abandon him somewhere far away before I kill him myself!”. She was talking about me of course. The thing is I got sick, like very sick, a few days before then and dad had me tied to a rope in the living room next to the front door. I didn’t know why he did that, but I was very mad. It was when my mom started screaming those things right in front of me that I had enough. when I saw I had a chance, I ran at her with full speed and jumped onto her. Dad pushed me back quickly, but not quick enough for me to bite her. I know it sounds strange, but after I grabbed her I didn’t have time to move my hands, so I just went with the momentum and did the only thing I thought I could do. Mom got really mad. I swear she would have actually killed me if dad didn’t hurry her to the car. After that he came back very angry and locked me in this room. Dad arrived home later that day with the baby, but I didn’t hear mom anywhere. Time passed and even do I asked multiple times for dad to let me out and play with my little bother, he never let me. I asked him to at least tell me his name, but he only responded with things like “Shut up” or “Stop that noise”. Occasionally I caught a glimpse of my little brother through the small opening on the door. My only wish was for dad to let me out so that I can play with the two of them again. That wish lasted up until today when it became a reality. Boy was I happy when my little brother opened the door for me. He most have heard me calling for him. It most have been about three or maybe four years since I last saw light. Also, my little brother wasn’t a baby anymore. He looked surprised, almost scared, when he saw me running out of the room towards him. I don’t blame him; I probably look like shit after being locked out for so long. When he started crying I couldn’t help but to cry to. After all, I was seeing my brother for the first time! I gave him a big hug and started to play with him. Dad came running towards us, he most likely heard all of the noise we were making, and I gave him a big hug too. I forgave him for everything that happened and we all kept playing together. The day went by so fast. We cried a lot and played like crazy. It was an amazing day, but the best thing by far was the dinner. Oh man what a feast. I hadn’t eaten so much in years literally! I sat on the floor with dad and my little brother in front of me. It was like a family dinner. Once I finished eating I decided to go take a walk outside, so I left through the front door. I wanted to see how things had changed since I was locked. I walked down the streets which were crowded by people slowly walking back and forth. I didn’t think too much of it and kept walking down the streets while remembering how delicious my dad and little brother tasted…
