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Author's Chapter Notes:
Wow, I was wrong about doing this a once a week thing. Hopefully, Chapter 3 will be posted up in about 2 days from now...
Years have longed pass, no longer did Chris Schultz ever

thought that today would be the day of his own new

beginning life of his own freedom. It been years after his

wife and daughter have left the house that they use to

live. It was a life he never wanted to live again. He had

spent nearly the first six years trapped in the prison

cellar of his own unfortunate event. And throughout those

years, he has battled spiders, rats, group of ants,

crickets, and even a bee. The bee in his opinion was the

worst and most daring and challenging prey he ever faced…

and killed. But it wasn’t as horrific when he faced a

spider that was twice his size, or a rat that ran as quick

and smooth as he was. No, they were all the common enemies

he dared to face and each one he had to kill. He had to

kill for survival for his own, that was his test at life.

The remaining six years after, he lived in the lawn after

miraculously escaping the dreaded cellar. The metal screen

was his only gate out. It took months and years as the

metal rusted from the rain, water, and wind which enable

him to break it and be released. He had nothing to eat all

those years except, table scraps of food that were

disposed by teenagers of whom broke in the house, made

out, smoked joints, and especially munched. Through those

years after, the lawn itself turned into a hideous jungle

were more insect enemies await him, tons that prove to

outmatch him.

Still, he was able to survive another day, by killing

whoever threat to him and eat whatever he can find. It was

his only law that time.

He had finally realized that the day was the day he should

now take life a step further at a new level. To him,

spending the time in the cellar and lawn only proved one

thing. He needed to be prepared for the new life ahead of

him, he was ready to get in contact with someone he

forgotten all these years. He needed his daughter. His

daughter was the only person he can ever think about

through the years. He always wondered though if she ever

even remembered once that she had a father who loved her.

She was too young at the time when began to shrink. She

was ignorant to learn what to do. But now she’s a big girl

now, and it was time for him to go him in what he expects

to be paradise. He wouldn’t expect to try to contact his

daughter, but only live with her, unknowing to her or her

mother. His own daughter has finally grown into this

beautiful young lady, apart from having his dark brown

hair, and blue eyes. She had to be about five foot four

compared to his quarter of an inch height. Still he was

glad to be home again, home with his daughter as she

walked home as he rode on her pink sock. He carefully

touched the flesh of her ankle. It been a while since he

ever felt somebody else’s skin. His skin in compared was

full of scars bruises from all that abuse that each of his

enemies gave him. They were medals to him, medals for the

brave and honor as he fought for his own life.

Just the instant touch of her skin, started to make him

sob uncontrollably now, he spent the last decade of his

life wondering if the life before him was still a part of

him. Chris looked upon at his now colossus and grown

daughter. She was utterly beautiful, her legs were as tall

as redwoods, but as smooth as they were clean.

The motions of her legs finally came to a halt, as he

looked up to see that his daughter was digging in her

pockets, she was looking for her keys. She was already

back home, and he was entering his new found paradise. He

hope that this time there will a change into his new fond

life.
Chapter End Notes:
Next Chapter: Carrie does some research about her father, but unknowning to her he's a lot closer to her than she thought...
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