Saving a Loud

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He was under the tree of that house, he felt lonely, he was hungry, sleepy and cold. He wanted his family back, to help him out of that pain and that rain that caused him the most sadness. But instead he had the Loud, those people who took care of making a shit out of Lincoln, beyond the fact that he had done a selfish act, this was already too much. The worst part is that it wasn't to teach the boy a lesson, they really believed in bad luck, which Lincoln never imagined.

And how not to think about it? After all they had a super genius like Lisa, but in the end everything failed. His life was stupid, if he couldn't have a rest, what the hell did he have to do? He thought many times about suicide but knew how to reason that this was not the true solution to his problem. But he could not finish it at the root, after all he was an era of bad luck, and everything he says will never be taken into account.

After thinking about the harsh reality in which his life was transformed, the only thing he did was hug his knees and cry even more, cries that without Lincoln noticing, they rang into the house. All that pain and suffering transmitted in a form of insatiable crying. Lincoln was officially broken, had no strength, had no support, had nothing, absolutely nothing. All that he lost because of a superstition. Since when was luck more important to them than the boy behind her. He still couldn't be sure exactly, but everything would have to do when he used that damn giant squirrel-shaped cage.

He wanted to die, those were his only wishes at that time. If he was lucky, Lisa would do something to his body system and kill him in a matter of a nanosecond. No need for pain, no need to suffer more, no need to fight for a life that was not worth it.

- I want to die, I want to die, I want to die - he hit the ground with his left fist every time he repeated the same phrase, while he kept crying - I want to die - he knocked one last time to continue crying. He touched for a moment, he didn't know if it was because of the cold that the rain produced or it was because he was crying too much. But something I did know is that it would never kill him.

The cries were heard throughout the house. The twelve members of the family felt a stab in their hearts at the phrase Lincoln said. . . No, he shouted even emphasizing the word "die." Lisa knew that this had gone further, but what would benefit her? He had his guinea pig, without being reproached by others for his experiments being dangerous, which, 50% were done only to torture Lincoln. The tears of the twins began to show, but Lana was the one who felt the most pain between them, after all, she tried to help Lincoln but always ended up being stopped by her twin or some of her older sisters. Lucy could only cry silently in the vents of the house. Lynn, she was hitting her pillow, it became what it was supposed to destroy, a bully. Luan, she felt an incredible burning in her chest, the same thing happened with Luna and Leni. With Lori. . . She was in a sea of ​​incomprehensible feelings, but everyone said something together, they said that Lori failed as an older sister.

She should have helped all her sisters in their dreams, instead of spending it texting on her cell phone for Bobby, he did everything to make them live happily, he was responsible and a big brother, despite having an attitude from time to time somewhat childish, but he was always a great man. And she was basically the opposite of him- I'm a failure -he spoke- I'm a fucking dog failure -he grabbed his eyes with both hands. He saw the past, just when Lincoln faked that fall- Did I believe that fucking shit? He launched the first thing he touched. Unfortunately for her, she threw her phone to the wall, splitting up. The phone screen cracked, and the ship flew off like with the cell phone cover. Lori didn't care anymore, after all, it was a distraction rather than an aid.

The parents were a separate situation, they already felt an impact on the bad luck and planned to end it on one of these days, but that never came and that was how Loud boy's hopes vanished. When they heard him cry, they felt the need to go and help his son right now. So it was.

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