Poor little innocent lamb, oh, to be innocent like that, so pretty, so vulnerable. Before the pigs ate the pretty lamb, they first noticed the father's rowdiness, and the mother's weariness. Protection was never there, so, the pigs had their chance to consume innocence. First it was the stranger, then the teacher, never forget the one who prays, and the one who fakes. Once rebellion began, the hands broke one by one, and independence was born. But the lamb was gone, reincarnation completed as fast as a race. The old lamb no longer belonged anywhere. The lamb met the old doll, and hell began. The cycle will never break, until there is no lamb left CONTENT WARNING; ⚠️ this book contains heavy topics such as; -emotional and physical @buse -h@rr@sment -psychological distress -r@cism/discrimination -religion trauma -kidn@pping -st@lking -bullying -p€dophilia -r@pe ❗️Some events might be triggering ❗️Nothing in the book is meant to glorify, romanticise or excuse the harmful behaviour. The purpose is to see a collapse of psychology, generational trauma and how it affects everyone. ❗️The characters, scenario and plot are fictional and my property. Copying or adapting etc. will not be accepted. All rights are reserved ❗️Also, english isn't my first language. I am trying to avoid mistakes as much as I can. Though, if any mistakes happen, I will appreciate your understanding🤗