First Timer

Dear, Diary

( I got this idea from @google_form_confessions on tiktok ) 

Dear, Diary I'm really hoping I get out of this shithole of a school.

That's the first thing I write in my diary for the day. My diary is kind like were I express sense I'm lonely and sadly don't have any siblings, so I don't have anyone to talk to. Anyways to the subject I'm in this shitty private school all alone, I mean my grades are good and stuff but that's only because if I don't get good grades my Father will literally take away everything. He don't care about me, they only care about my grades and my future. He only wants me to get a good job so I can get everything for him when he's older. 

I'm not really passionate  about any thing but one. Sculpting, I love how you can create any thing that comes to mind a frog, horse, mouse, anything! but i can't do anything like that cause of my father, my father wants me to run a business that can supposedly sell millions. I don't get it, how a human bean can be so. . . apathetic. My mother on the other hand she looks drained, she has to listen everything my father says she never disagrees she never speaks but to me I think my mother is the only on who cares about me.

She has only once shown me affection.

(Kind of backstory rn)

One day, when I was 8 my father yelled the shit out of me and even slapped me because is said I didn't want to learn about business and sales stuff. My mother came in my room and spoke very quietly that I could barley make out what she was saying, "I'm sorry son, I'm not suppose to be speaking to you but please forgive me I love you so much, I'm sorry I couldn't stand up for you".

Then she hugged me, I was shocked I started crying because I never got that type affection. This type of affection. I would from my father but the affection would be handshake because I learned something new or because I did something right. But never this kind of affection I was warm inside I felt so happy for the first time. Until my father came in my room. He had this face of disgust at my mother he stomped over to her and slapped her " YOU PIECE OF SHIT GET OUT OF MY SONS FACE HE DOESNT NEED YOU, YOU WILL RUIN HIS EDUCATION WITH YOUR MALEVOLENT INFLUENCE ON HIM!!"

He dragged my mother out my mother started whimpering, crying . She looked at me with a face of sympathy yet face of disgrace.

She was mad at me. But I understood why, I looked at her without moving a single bit of hesitation I was looking down crying pathetically. Why didn't I help, was I too scared, did I not care, I did though I cared about especially the feeling she gave me just minutes ago.

I ran. I ran as fast as I could and grabbed my mothers hand and started pulling.

"LET GO OF MOTHER SHE DOES NOT DESERVE THIS!!"

I regretted the decision i made the moment I saw my fathers face, his face looked like he had a murderous intention towards me, he looked infuriated.

I was so terrified I felt like I i was gonna cry right on that spot. I still held on my mothers hand but trembling with fear. I wasn't looking at my mother but I could feel her trembling too.

My dad let go of my mother then leaned towards me which caused me to tremble even more.

He whispered in my ear " Next time that peasant lays a hand on you you'll be the one crying on the floor and she'll be lying on floor right next to you- dead."

He walked away.

My mother hugged me very tight, she was trembling, I was also. 

She was crying holding on to me repeating over and over " t-t-thank y-you", then finally she calmed down and told me " if it weren't for you i would've been, i would've been dead." "Thank you, Adam"

Thank you so much for reading this chapter, I really tried my best. This is kind of like his back story we will be talking more about the actual plot later. But anyways thank you for reading byeeee

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