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Leonardo Vendetta Becker. That's my name.
God, it's such an awful, jarring name.
Sounds retarded honestly.
Why couldn't I be named something normal?
Any classic white boy name would've worked.
But no, of course not.
And I have to have a middle name that directly
translates to revenge.
I do love getting revenge.
But why did I have to be named after it?
My father is an ass.
He's a fucking abuser.
Beats me and my mother daily.
Why can't my life be normal?
Why can't I just be like everyone else?
Why is my life one big screwup?
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Never Letting Go
Teen Fiction"I can't make this decision on the spot! That's ridiculous!" Ben rolls his eyes and Mason sighs angrily. "You likes us both. We both like you. Just choose who you want." I curse and slam my hands on the table "Give me more time. Please." Ben groan...
