Seventeen Pilots

Little Kid (flashback)

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Published September 11th 2024
Yeah this one is pretty sad.
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{Seungcheol's Narration}
I'm pretty sure a lot of you are asking, where in the world did my son Ki, Cole, Angel, Racer, or as we sometimes call him, Maikol or Maiki from. Well, since he's pretty much dying in an incubator, I might as well tell you his backstory. It's a little more.... How should I put this... complicated than how most people think it is but common.

Into the flashback [Seungcheols POV]

12 years ago, the parents considered their own son as a mistake. A nothing. They just left the little new born baby in the darkness of their minds.

His dad said...
"I'm not keeping a stupid kid that I know won't get through in life. He's not even getting any nutrients. Look at him. He won't last til the end of the month."

"Well, let's just see what happens. I honestly don't care about him either. If this won't work out, we'll send him away." Said the mother.

They had no care in the world for him at all. All they really wanted to do was have sex, smoke, work, and hangout with friends. They paid absolute no attention to him at all. Things got so bad when neighbors hear the baby constantly crying nonstop, arguing 24/7, it was a matter of time when they found out they were drinking. They haven't seen the baby before throughout the whole year at one point and considered something was wrong. They always called him baby X. His parents never even gave him a name.

One day, 1 year old X was taken to the doctor by the parents. When the doctor saw him, he was very skinny. No baby fat or anything. He looked like a stick figure.

"Well, I've ran some test on your son, the condition he's in, I had no choice."

"Well is there anything....wrong with him?" Ask the mother.

"Yeah cause we can't really do anything if it's serious."

"Not too serious. Mostly mild things. He has Autism, explaining his slow response for you guys, he's also Asthmatic, and the eating should be fine. Just doesn't want to. Might be the things you're feeding him it might depend on the texture."

"Oh... we still feed him formulas." Said the mother.

"Well, from that, not much to take in. I'll prescribed him some PediaSure. For asthma, he's gonna need an inhaler and a nebulizar next to his bed, and I have a great therapist you need to talk to for him to be able to thrive." He said as he gave them the number and the prescriptions. "I hope you guys have a great day." The Doctor said after he left the room.

Both of the parents, or shall I say, people, were so angry. They cared nothing about the kid and now they had to spend lots of money on him. It's not that they couldn't afford to, they just didn't want to.

"You know I'm not wasting useful money on this thing, right?" Asked the father.

"Yeah. I agree with you there." Replied the mother. "So what are we gonna do with him?"

"I say we just leave the kid here, change our phone numbers, and just move somewhere else. These people seem to know exactly what to do with him cause me, I don't care. This kid will be gone, out of our lives. Agree?"

The guilt the mother felt was awful. But she knew it was probably the best thing for the child because she knew she wasn't gonna care for him either.

"Let's go."