It’s not very often my dad leaves home. Well, I guess it’s rare enough to see his lazy depressed ass off the couch. I guess I’m just used to living like this.

My dad’s never really told me why he’s the way he is. Though, it’s kinda expected after my mum left a few months after I was born.

But I’m not going to waste my chance.

I’ve had my eye on the locked attic for a while now. Dad only goes in...