“You what?!”. I exclaimed and stood there, shocked. I was imagining this: ‘Did I hear correctly? Or did I have hearing issues?’.Slowly, I walked towards my Dad and asked him, “Em, Dad. What did I just hear you say?”. He sighed, but my eyes were unsettled as I kept on staring at him, with my eyebrows furrowing back and forth. “I had to do that. You always take your ID card with you whenever you go out, so I made it trackable for the reason that I would always be able to know your location”. He said to me, but rather than being grateful to him for doing that, why did I find it very creepy? And it gave me chills, also causing goosebumps to appear on my arms. I pinched my arm and felt the pain, like I had been stung by a bee. This was real. I was not in a dream. Nor was I hallucinating. I even started to imagine if the man sitting before me was my Dad, because whose Dad would do such a scary thing to their children without their permission? “I had to do it, Joanne sweetie. I was in
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