Melody's Point of view He looked at me, calling me by my name from a distance."Melody, would you like to eat?" That was his question, but I had another answer inwardly."Yes, daddy, I don't want to eat, I want to be devoured." I literally couldn't say my inner thoughts out, so I swallowed them once again.Before I could react, he threw an apple towards my direction, a medium-sized apple. I lost the catch while it rolled on the floor, and I bent over to pick it."It's dirty," I said, trying to clean it with my cloth."It's as dirty as your mind is," he attacked, and I kept quiet. I wasn't going to deny that. I said I was shy; I didn't say I was a saint."I need to rinse it off," I finally said while he pointed to the sink at the far end of the building.I got there, locating the rusty sink with its tap.This irks me, but I couldn't just react in a way that would make him feel so bad. I mean, why do I care about his feelings anyway?I looked around, rinsing the apple slowly while I th
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