I didn't call my father, Keith or Keta, and lived a normal life because I thought the problems I had before had been solved. Even if I lived in the same room as Cesil and Blake, the atmosphere seemed to be fine. They lived a normal life, greeted me when they saw me, talked for a whole week, didn't bother me, didn't do anything that made me paranoid, and did better and better to me, so that sometimes I began to be shaken by their behavior. What can you say, like. . . They were gentle with me, never seen in my memory, Cecil and Blake were violent and bullies,...