"That" Boy.
Snapped, Cracked and Defeated.
He was always beaten at school. For ignoring people when they talked to him, for looking like a four year old, for not being one of them. Them. The cruelest bunch in the lot. they always picked on him and made his life what it is.
Unbearable.
He never thought about suicide. The thought never passed through his mind. But with a mind of a six year old, that wasn't too uncommon. He didn't believe that it could be a way out. He'd barely even heard of it.
Wasn't that odd, really.
He was never punished. His parents knew his young mind couldn't grasp why this hand came down hard and sharply upon his backside. He didn't understand he had done something wrong, and this was improvement.
So they stooped hitting him.
When he went out with the lady he depended on, he always heard the laughs, snickers and questions. Mummy, why is that boy stupid? He wasn't stupid. Just tortured to the brink of insanity. He saw the other children throw tantrums when they didn't get what they want.
He never got what he wanted.
He never asked for anything...
Unbearable.
He never thought about suicide. The thought never passed through his mind. But with a mind of a six year old, that wasn't too uncommon. He didn't believe that it could be a way out. He'd barely even heard of it.
Wasn't that odd, really.
He was never punished. His parents knew his young mind couldn't grasp why this hand came down hard and sharply upon his backside. He didn't understand he had done something wrong, and this was improvement.
So they stooped hitting him.
When he went out with the lady he depended on, he always heard the laughs, snickers and questions. Mummy, why is that boy stupid? He wasn't stupid. Just tortured to the brink of insanity. He saw the other children throw tantrums when they didn't get what they want.
He never got what he wanted.
He never asked for anything...