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Beautiful Boy

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'The monsters gone, he's on the run and your daddy's here'

My dad once called me his little hero, He used to tell me stories of how I would save the world, how I would grow up to be someone important, someone great. But that was a long time ago, before the abuse began

Before he started hitting me, pushing me around. before he took away my dreams and replaced them with fear and self-doubt. Now, I live in constant terror of his next outburst, his next blow. I spend my days locked in my room, hiding from the world, trying to pretend that everything is alright.

I lie there on the cold, hard floor, my heart racing, my body aching. And I wonder, when did things go so terribly wrong? When did he become this person I no longer recognize? When did I become the son he hated?

I wish I could tell my dad how much I miss him, but i couldn't. But I'll wait for that day, when everything will change. Maybe someday he'll realize that the person he's becoming now is not the person he want to be remembered as. And maybe, just maybe, one day he will find it in his heart to love me again, as he did when I was just a little boy.

-Myler Smith
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"Hhh...i-i don't wanna leave you Dad..."
"No... you're not going anywhere son... please stay with me, okay? Please, I'm sorry."All Rights Reserved

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