I've always wanted to go to the outside. If only the monster I call a father would let me. He keeps me locked up inside, day and night..it's torture. The only thing that keeps me going is the window in my bedroom. I'll gaze outside and watch the town, everyone ablaze with Halloween spirit. At dusk one figure walks by my fathers laboratory again and again, and if I strain my ears enough I can even hear him singing sadly to himself..if only I had the courage to join him
