The robot was something I'd bought for my tenth birthday for myself. I'd saved up for three months just to buy it. But the moment I brought it home, Matt snatched it from me and played with it instead.He played with it for two weeks before getting bored with it and throwing it into the trash. I picked it up, cleaned it, and hid it under my pillow, playing with it for the next six years.Now, Carrie held the robot in her arms wherever she went. Sometimes, she would crouch before my old room and speak to herself."Do you want some cantaloupe, Archie? I'll go and buy some for you, alright? "I was wrong, Archie. I'm sorry. I won't let you take my punishments anymore. Won't you please come back?"Sometimes, she would get up in the middle of the night, rush out to the 24-hour supermarket, and beg the staff to cut up a whole fresh cantaloupe for her. She'd then bring it home and pound heavily on my door, crying and yelling at me to come out and eat it.The neighbors eventually agreed
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