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AN: this also takes place 7 years ago
TW: child abuse

Murdocs pov

I had to walk home that day. my lousy  drunk of a father couldn't come pick me up.
I was with my friend Pete when I saw the little twerp from lunch. My stomach hurt so much from hunger, all I needed was some money. And seeing how the little wimp was dressed I could tell he had some. So we beat him down.

        Time skippppppppp

   When I got home the next day my father was sat on his recliner. I tried my best not to wake him. I made it to my room, the only place where I'm not judged.

   i laid on my bed, just staring at the ceiling. I hate it here, why can't I just live a life like his. Why dose he get to be happy and not me. I thought to my self as tears started forming in the corners of my eyes.

I feel asleep after that.
Suddenly I heard loud bang at my door.

S: OPEN THIS DAM DOOR MURDOC, NOW

it was my dad.

Before I could do anything he broke down the door and stared hitting me.

S: WHY THE FUCKEN HELL DID THE SCHOOL JUST CALL ME AND SAY YOU AND YOUR SCUMBAG FRIEND BEAT DOWN SOME KID NAMEV STUPOT!!!

before I could answer he hit my head and everything went dark.
Why can't I just be happy like him.....

AN: SRY ABOUT THIS CHAPTER

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