The Sounds Of Ash

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Fifteen long years of life. Fifteen long years of grueling work, and inferiority, and cold comparison. Tied by a sense of duty and a search for affection, Dominic endured the abuse, the torment, the neglect.

Fifteen and still so very naive, he hoped wistfully-wastefully- that one day, someday, something would change. But he knew. He knew deep down that nothing would ever really change. Not with the way he was now. Not with the way he'll ever be.

They'd never truly be satiated with him, not the way they were satisfied with their oldest anyway. Perfect scores just weren't perfect enough, rigid posture not straight enough. It was never enough. None of it was.

Forever, he'd remain the blight of the family, the black sheep, a nuisance only there to make his older brother look good.

He had toiled away quietly in hopes of appeasing the strangers he called a mother and father.

He should've realized then.. nothing would change so why bother trying? Why bother doing anything if the result will be the same always?

As the boy begins a slow descent into something darker-a place where pain turns to bitterness, and bitterness to a burning hatred.

Burn. The only thing left now is to light the match and watch as everything he ever knew burns.

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Contains:

•Abuse
•Self harm
•Mild blood and gore
•Depression
•Suicidal thoughts
•Suicide attempts
•Death

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English is not my first language so do expect some grammar mistakes.