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I wasen't like this always. Well the ticking, the bone cracking, numbness to any pain and the stuttering were always there, but I wasen't always a killer. I used to be happy. With my mom, brother and dad. They all loved me even with my disorder. Well, they did love me until mom died of cancer and my brother got in a plain crash. Then it all went crashing down. Dad abused me and raped me. I don't even think of him as a dad anymore. He blamed me for mom and my brother dying. I don't even know how it would be my fault. I can't give my mom cancer or I can't help it that my brother got in a plain crash. I cried for months, but I knew I had to get over it and I did. But dad didn't. He drank and drank until it came to him raping me or abusing me. But I still couldn't feel it. I love being numb to pain. When he raped me I couldn't fell the pain. Not at all. So when Iwas done with all his bullshit I snapped.
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I am Not Alone
FanfictionIt wasen't always this way. Dad used to be a loving father. But know, nope. Mom died. Brother died. But nope my father didn't die. I was stuck with him for nine years, of beating, being raped by my dad, and being starved. But he's dead know and that...
