35 years ago
Mike's P.o.v.
My eyes were dreary. I was beaten half to death by my dad. I deserve it. I'm worthless. I don't deserve to live.
I clawed my way to the bathroom to clean my wounds. I had several cuts on my chest and arms, plus a busted lip, black eye, and bruised face.
Present day
I'm nothing. I don't deserve happiness, no one does. Nobody should be happy. If I was never happy, why were others happy? What gave them the right?
Maybe if I did something, made them unhappy, maybe then they'd understand me. No. No one ever really would. They can't understand what it feels like to be abused, they'll never know what it feels like to be alone, lost.
Even so, maybe I can help them understand. I want someone else to understand.
A/n:I know it's short but I couldn't write anymore of his pain. My cinnamon roll can't be sad. That's not the way the world works.
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