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But inside of his head was the worst of sounds. His dads voice boomed out, overpowering anything and everything. His dad yelled at him. He yelled at him for being too stupid and for being a disappointment. 881Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4xFgDLikeE
Yes dad, he thought, I am a disappointment. He secretly wished his father away, but his brain kept replaying the memory, loud and clear. 881Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpx5OoXfn6b
He remembered it like it was his own home. He was five, crying at the stairs. Father had just finished telling him that his mother had passed away. His father blamed him. He blamed him for her death and for their misery. 881Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs5Hf0XZx9H
That is why it had been so easy. Easy to pull the trigger. But now all it was, was hard. It was hard to imagine his fathers face without crying, without blaming himself. 881Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCVZQROXwbd
A loud crackling sound brought him back to the present. There directly in front of him the footsteps led into a bush. He imagined the worst. He imagined his father.881Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡihhTAr4MDe
