Thoughts

God has a grudge against me

Why else is my life how it is? I was born but never received a name, well affection wasn't given either but still i servived in a world that wanted me dead. I don't know who my mother is or where she is but tgat fukn whore could've taken me with her.

What i had was a father, a piece of shit that does not deserve to be called human. When i was nine i tried to run away from the house while he was out somewhere probably raping some random women unlucky enough to catch his eyes.

I had planned everything from where to go to how to get there but while i was just packing my bag one of his "buddies" showed up and cought me red handed.

That night i was tought a lesson A VERY IMPORTENT LESSON.

"I had no future" my face was burned up with acid causing me blindness in my right eye. While i was was running around like a headless chicken those fuckin pig tased me rupeetedly for further amusment. I thought i would die but i didn't

Why i didn't could only possibly mean one thing. That GOD HATES ME why else did i survive?

Almost two years past i was 11 and i looked like a disfigured goblin. I was fuckin hiddius

On one of my outings to scavinge food for myself i found a man drunk face down on some garbge. His phone was ringing but he didn't care luckly for him was there to care so quitely i stole it.

By no means was i a dumb kid i had tought myselfe to read and write thus far and i knew what phone was thae pig used it frequantly. Luckly this one didn't have a passward lock like the pig's.

It was the bwst thing that ever happened to me

For the next few weeks i learned to somewhat use whilst hidding it from the pig when it all of a sudden lost its battry

I was davestated, thought i had broken it. But after pressing the power button a few more times i realised that i just needed to charge it.

My life was getting better and better. After a stole a chager from a street vender i dicovered something, i discovered the internet. I had connected to the pigs internet.

One dqy one of his "buddies" visited him for some reason, while staying he asked the pig for his passward. It was then that i had also connected to the internet. It was bliss i discovered so many new things, i realised they were communities of millions of people online all doing different thing to enjoy life.

Comics , anime, memes, cartoons everything i never had was at the palm of my hands. Once again the will to live had reignited in me. charecters like batman,spiderman,walvarien,pumisher,kaneki and shiro became my idols. When ever i was reading a comic or manga it was like i was inan other world, it was true bliss.

Almost two years later. I had become too comfortable, while pig frequently left the house he would lock me in to prevent me from running away i was his punching bag.

One night when i was alone locked in the two room apartment we lived in. I was on the phone reading new manga. I had hid the phone from the pig for almost two years and had grown two comfortable when suddunly the door swung open *bang!! I got svared and hid the phone in my underwear.

Rhe pig entered screaming " where ar ya u cunt!!" He saw me near the brocken mattress " u little bitch!!" He shoutex before he picked me up from my leg. Even though i was almost 15 i wasn't very big. The pig tossed me to the wall after which he stqrted kicking me relenlssaly. I couldn't breath. I could feel it this time i was gonna die.

Many of my bones were already broken and many were braking now. That didn't feet good, it hurt like hell but i was well used to the pain. i could already feel my heart aching my breath slowed until it stopped. i was dead.

Honestly it was very underwhelming. Sure it hurt but the pain was not anythinng new. though i was happy, finnaly i had died.