In summer, the temperature is always high.

Whenever I open the curtains, the scorching sun makes me unable to open my eyes.

And lunch was also put on the table until it was rancid, and I didn't eat a bite.

My stomach was so hungry.

Even if you try to drink water, it won't help.

Later, I hid under the covers and closed my eyes in pain.

I crave freedom.

I want to escape.

But the mysterious man never gave me this chance.

Even though I went on a hunger strike, he didn't care about me.

Every time he arrived at the meal, he removed the previous meal and replaced it with a new one, as he had done before.

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