Childhood Insanity file

This is the introduction for the custom story: Hello. This is my story. At a very young age i was often sent to my room by my father. First i didn't know what he was up to but by the time i got older his "work" started to come more and more clear to me. More time past by and my father became more like a lunatic. This didn't worry me that much although it worried someone else. My mother. This time he "worked" everything was different. He didn't unlock the door to my room and here i am still sitting by my table. Waiting for him to unlock it. I have a bad feeling and i think that something has went bad. Really bad. I have to get out!