"I'm scared and lost, your hand in mine Shut up, Fuck off, these thoughts, won't stop."
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It was finally February 10th. Travis's birthday. this birthday was gonna be terrible like every other.
his 5th birthday was the last fun one.
It was Travis's birthday.
he was so excited.
"Honey come! do you wanna help me make the cake?" His mother asked.
Travis ran to the kitchen.
His mother had a bowl full of batter.
"here, you can mix it." His mother said, giving him the wooden spoon.
Travis smiled and did what told.
His mother and him were covered in icing and flour.
"This cakes looks so good! good job Trav!" His mother said, kissing him on the cheek.
He smiled.
"Thanks mom!" He said.
Travis woke up.
damn it. it was all a dream.
"GET UP FAGGOT!" Kenneth yelled.
He got up and walked to the kitchen.
"So.... do you remember what day it is today?" Travis asked, sitting down on a chair.
"Of course." Kenneth said.
Travis smiled.
his father didn't forget!
maybe today won't be so bad.
"it's February 10th. no reason to be so excited." Kenneth snarled.
Travis stopped smiling.
oh.
right, he forgot.
"Right." Travis said.
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