When He Cries || boyxboy

When He Cries || boyxboy

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"I can be manipulated only so many times before even "I love you" starts to sound like a lie." He always wondered if anybody heard him cry, if anyone even cared. He continuously told himself that a home was no place to hide, but he always found himself in the same position, nearly screaming in the corner of his room from all the pain. To him, it seemed that there was no one. No one in the entire world who cared enough to comfort him when he cried, to engulf him in a hug when he felt like dying. That was, until he met a certain boy. A boy who was to come into in his life and turn everything around for the better, or so it seemed.
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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