Chapter 2

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Agony. Pure pain. Finally it's over. Until tomorrow. Wonder what's in store for me? Probably another brutal beating from Mr. Schmidt. Yes. It never ends. Days to weeks, weeks to months, months to years. It increases vastly. What have I done to deserve this? I'm polishing my shoes, and Derek appears, looking down on me. I'm vulnerable. Very. The standards of vulnerability is up to the roof in the position I'm in. Boarding schools aren't places for small boys. I'm quite small. I've never been good at sports or anything physical. Mentally I'm more stronger, they're weaker. But physical is more used then mentally these days. Such brutal deeds these young men do. I'm only 14. Derek is 15. He isn't a mature lad. He's getting to the age where you need to grow up, but no. He's mental age is of a 8 year old. Physically, about 10.

The reason I'm here at Darlings School For Boys (AKA Boarding school) is because my parents never had time for me. They were always at work. ALWAYS. My father is a boss of a massive company with brands. My mother... I'm not too sure. She's always flitting from jobs like pingpong. She's the ball, and she keeps being hit back and forth. All sorts of directions.

The bullies don't just beat me. They sexually harass me. They are not attracted to the opposite sex, they love seeing me go through pain, as much as they can muster. It just won't do...

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 08, 2017 ⏰

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