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“I was dumped down in a large room cluttered with toys and games and massive dark furniture, and pictures of hell on the walls. I sat in an old wooden rocker half coming apart, and on my lap I held a ghostly, small brother who called me mama. And on, and on we rocked… and below us, around us, above us, the enormous house of countless rooms was waiting to eat us up.”

“So don’t you dare talk to me of forgiving and forgetting, i don’t know how to forgive and forget. All i know how to do is hate — and you don’t know what it’s like to hate as i do.”