He shivered as a blast of wind caught him by surprise. He heard sounds, sounds all over, some were real others were just his imagination. 902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu1VmyZlJAK
A crunch over here. 902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡthjYohAfLC
A movement over there.902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpwV0Bc3Etq
But inside of his head was the worst of sounds. His dads voice boomed out, overpowering anything and everything. His dad yelled at him. He yelled at him for being too stupid and for being a disappointment. 902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbWaIAXNz11
Yes dad, he thought, I am a disappointment. He secretly wished his father away, but his brain kept replaying the memory, loud and clear. 902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVBtiifCK9G
He remembered it like it was his own home. He was five, crying at the stairs. Father had just finished telling him that his mother had passed away. His father blamed him. He blamed him for her death and for their misery. 902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ74Hdr5ej9N
That is why it had been so easy. Easy to pull the trigger. But now all it was, was hard. It was hard to imagine his fathers face without crying, without blaming himself. 902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXnz1gjlOYX
A loud crackling sound brought him back to the present. There directly in front of him the footsteps led into a bush. He imagined the worst. He imagined his father.902Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6s1c5MWY1W
