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The Half-Pints (script)

The Half-Pints (script)

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This is a non-fiction story but with fictional characters or characters inspired by real people, out of privacy reasons and respect for the people who had lived in St. John. The story is a screenplay, detailed with pictures of its surrounding areas and my own illustrations. Set in 1930s Goulburn, Australia, this historical-fiction is told through the eyes of one of the many unfortunate children to have suffered in the hands of poverty, corruption and law. Newly turned 'Ward of the State' Maximus Brown had always felt abandoned and degraded by the people around him. He was the youngest child, the burden no one wanted. It was no surprise when his uncle decided to leave him in an institution. But who would have thought that orphanage would become the home Maximus never had. "Some say catholic St. John's Orphanage was known for its harsh labour and abuse. But some say that with the kindness of the Sisters of Mercy and the bond many of the children shared, they learnt how to survive. The only thing the boys of St. John needed was love."
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⚠️ CHAPTER 41 - 100 ARE PAID CONTENT VIA KO-FI ⚠️ ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" She whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and emotionally distressing themes, including emotional abuse, manipulation, disturbing family dynamics, morally corrupt characters, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Reader discretion is advised. © 2026 [CherylZielle]. All rights reserved. Do not copy or distribute the story without permission.

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