ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@croesusKingpin I was 9 sweeps old. And he comes up to me while I was cutting some vegetables, he'd say that he wanted to see me smile, so I'd put on a smile for him. Then he told me "that's what I like to see, you need a big smile for the people that admire you. It's why I put on a big smile for you." but nothing about his smile made me feel something else that wasn't shame and disgust with myself. That I'd just stand there and take it like a sucker, why didn't I say anything? Why did I keep quiet and simply try to look like I didn't mind while tears stained my face and he'd practically bark at me to relax and 'man up.' , that it was nothing, that he's been through way worse. Then I ask myself, why did he do that, when did it start, when did it become normal to me? Was he angry at me? Was he frustrated with his life and didn't know how else to blow off steam? After that he grabbed my chin and turned my face so I would look at him, I had really big eyebags back then because he'd keep me awake and scared most lights, he'd ask "What's wrong Ritchy?" and I simply couldn't respond, not to him. "Please let me see that smile." and I couldn't smile so he snarled. "You're a good for nothing." I apologized and kept cutting. I'd rather be focused on that. But then he yanked me by my horn and pulled me, then he said "What am I to you? A fool? Is that what you think of me?" and I'd deny it with my head. In the end, I couldn't sleep that light either, I couldn't take a bath because I was too scared. I didn't feel too bad, just scared. I'm so sorry πΌπππππ’ πππ
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