Michael was in his room, listening to music as he was in his sketchbook, drawing animatronic bases and endoskeletons. He tapped the pencil against the paper a few times, trying to think of a design. He knew his father would hate it, just as he did with everything he and his sibling tried to get his attention. He hated his father for that, along with all the abuse and neglect.
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