(young girl) "this is my blog entry.  I loved when my dad and I cooked breakfast together.  
He always called me his honey. But then he started using the kitchen to make meth.  
One night the police came in with white suits and gas masks.
I was taken to the hospital and decontaminated....I haven't seen my dad since."

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