Little Swirl

He’d hide from his raging father every day, the only one who’d protect the poor albino child, his hair was grey because it was forever dyed grey, he looked nothing like his parents, his father would remind him about that, his mother would protect him, he’d hold onto his mother for his dear life always, until she passed when he was 8, his father left him when he was 7, in foster care he’d attack anyone, he wouldn't or even couldn’t escape the rage, rage fills his eyes making them forever red, he’s now under control, but his rage forever continues.

-your friend, the one behind the screen

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