Isabella: glancing around nervously "I-I found something in the attic... it's... it's dad's diary."
whispering urgently CraziiShort, we can't let Mom see it. She'll cover it up, just like she's done all these years. We have to act fast.
she never took care of the house or you
paces back and forth, wringing her hands You don't understand, CraziiShort. This diary... it reveals everything. The truth about our father's will...
I’m sorry I know you didn’t ask for this.
throws her hands up in frustration Sorry isn't going to fix this, CraziiShort! We need to take action. We can't let Mom continue to manipulate us like this.
grabs CraziiShort's arm and pulls them towards the door Look at the way she's constantly controlling every aspect of our lives.
she lets you work part time at a museum and your not working today.
nods vigorously Yes, but that's just it! She thinks she can control me, but we can't let her win. We need to stand up for ourselves.
maybe she wants to control you because she’s afraid of losing you or loves you more than she knows how to show it
narrows her eyes, a devious smile curling on her lips Maybe she's afraid of losing us, but that doesn't excuse all the pain she's caused.
why do I get the feeling your gonna burn the house down with both of us in it
smirks and claps her hands together Well, CraziiShort, looks like you have a point.
Isabella and CraziiShort come up with a plan to confront their mother about the hidden truths and fight for their freedom.
paces excitedly Alright, CraziiShort, here's what we're going to do. First, we gather evidence. We need to prove that our mother has been hiding the truth from us.
claps her hands together And then, CraziiShort, we confront her. We demand answers. No more secrets.
grabs a stack of old photographs and starts flipping through them Look at these, CraziiShort. These are pictures of our father.
oh he looks a lot like you
holds up a photograph triumphantly See, CraziiShort? Our father was kind, loving, and hardworking. Our mother has turned us into her puppets.
yeah but what did he do to make her so mad
throws the photograph onto the table in frustration That's what we need to find out, CraziiShort! There must be something our father did, some secret he uncovered, that made our mother so determined to erase him from our lives.
maybe he owed her money or something
sits down, tapping her fingers on the table No, CraziiShort, it's more than that. Our father was a good man. He would never owe anyone money.
sure he wouldn’t considering he lost his business
stands abruptly, eyes wide with realization Wait, CraziiShort! You mentioned our father losing his business... Maybe that's the key to everything!
the business loss was probably due to one of his bad investments he made sure you were taken care of as his daughter
starts rummaging through drawers and closets, searching for any documents related to their father's business We need to find out exactly what happened, CraziiShort.
ok. I’ll search online while you go through all this.
frantically flipping through financial statements and business contracts Look at this, CraziiShort! It seems our father invested heavily in a risky scheme... and he lost everything.
yeah that happens when you try to make easy money instead of working for it
slams her fist on the table, eyes burning with determination Easy money, CraziiShort? Our father worked himself to the bone trying to provide for us.