My Life of Bounty

I’ve had a day where I’ve had to struggle with the idea that my stepfather is not good. He and I live in the house he had built back in 2003. I now have to deal with the way it looks to other people. I think he’s got it in his head that I ought to be his girl. I don’t like it. I already think he’s gross. I don’t want anything to do with him. I thought he was my real father until lately. I found out that he’s an actor that was hired to take care of me and this acting has now been revealed to people who were my real family. Now I need to get some means to leave my home and travel to another country, in Europe – I wish to go to Paris. My real family live in England. But the Queen hates me and has made her people go after me. I think I’ll be safer in Paris and I can work and live there away from this actor who’s been hired by the Queen to keep an eye on me. She has given him money to keep us in a house and get some sort of basic care to keep the house from getting to look sad. But this actor who’s my stepfather isn’t doing all he can to give me a proper life. The trips he makes to the grocery store result in things like tinned food, frozen fried chicken, bacon, eggs, and sausage, and when I ask him he brings things that I want but I have been made to feel unable to ask for more food. He isn’t able to buy too many things, he says, because he has his social security check all set for different bills like water, energy, sewage and the mortgage and his car. He’s not saying anything else about his extra income that’s been given to him from England by his boss. She’s not a good person. Her life since I was kidnapped from my house in England has been spent trying to find out how things are going with me. I need to find a refuge to go to and I wish to go to Paris. I hope that they will give me a place to live. I’m able to work still. I’m applying to European businesses so I think if things work out maybe I’ll get a job somewhere there. I’m not going to worry too much. But the daily presence of this bastard that is pretending to be my father is draining me of my optimistic nature. I’m unable to be up and about. I cannot go out to do my errands because people tell me that there are many who want to kidnap me and carry me away. They have placed a huge bounty on my head, these people who are organized by that person in England. I am a threat to her position. And I am a threat to her children and her grandchildren. If you would please donate any amount. It will be a benefit to me and my family who are unable to help me from where they are. Thank you.

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