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meet ag

er to me. I need to go to him, i need him. Him. He's a tall dark figure, his back is the only thing i see, his dark hair falling

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day and i can't skip that unless i want my grandpa to skin me alive. He's the priest of our small town, my mother got pregnant with me when she

used to acknowledge my existence. So of course the good pri

en she was sick , i knew she came and asked for help after i was born, i knew

n town he had to take me in, he had to play the

le to see , our town is small population of two th

no one does anything

name of jesus , saying he's trying to teach how to be a good christian. He hates me , hate that we're

, my grandpa burned all her belonging after he kicked her out, i don't even have a picture of her. I only know i look like

I'm the walking shame, the bastard son, a remi

ashing my teeth, combing my hair all while thinking about that dream, that same dream about that man. I turned seventeen tw

stand next to the door and wait for him to acknowledge me , I'm not al

allowed to call him grandpa it's si

en we head toward the church, i do some chores

rty sharp. I force a smile on my face and greet the people, i have to

m, he's really sweet to me and I'm sure he's the only one i

at i wasn't paying him any attention my whole focus was on riley , he have a sharp jaw , how his shi

to thin my grandpa ask me to meet him at his

the door, grandpa dragged

try to ask

t boy the whole time! What do you

o boy sir" i say with

" he ask and i panick i had

was" i stutter unable to

he goes behind me and take off his belt, the fi

ll I'm all bloodied a

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t my hair and crane my neck back till we o

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