The beginning

There is a story that we have all heard of as kids which is of a “normal” high school student who would get bullied for being too scrawny, and a cripple, every time he came to school he would always be the talk of the town but not cause of something good, but cause of something horrible he didn´t know why those kids were making fun of him for he had never done anything wrong ( was it cause he wasn´t normal), he tried to ask the school for help but since that school was made mostly of the city´s highclass brats and since his family wasn´t anything special they didnt do anything about it, even they would joined in sometimes, this boy was everyone's punching bag, whenever someone needed to let off some steam they would go up to the boy and beat him shitless, it wasn't much better even in his own home, his dad was an alcoholic and his mom a drug-dealer who would gang up on him and beat him too. they didn’t care about him and honestly at this point he didn't care about himself either, after another day of being beat he decided he had enough, so that night when his parents were out on another one of their little dates he decided to end it all, that night his so called parents found him hanging on from the ceiling fan with his head decapitated, just like what any “sane human being” would have done they decided to dismember the body and hide it somewhere in their backyard. after all they were scared, thinking that if someone found that in their house they would get arrested.






Turns out the whole thing was the parents little plan, they had never intended on having children so when they did they saw him as a burden (parents: come on now who would want to feed somebody else when they themselves are struggling to eat he was just a useless cripple who couldn’t do anything by himself, we had to feed him,take him to the restroom, change his clothes and do many things for him and what did he do for us in return……you guessed right in return for his dear parents hard work that useless bitch would always be lazy he wouldn’t even help around the house or at least get us some money, huh!! I was wondering on why we didn’t get rid of him sooner), they started planning from the day he was born on how to end him,on the day of his death they didn't go anywhere, they hid under his bed waiting for him to go to sleep then they put a garbage bag which still had their trash in it over his mouth so he couldn’t breathe or scream, they chopped his head from his body then hung his head on the ceiling fan, since the ceiling fan was going so fast it ended up mincing his head into little chops of meat…his brains and veins where all sticking out of his head, and if that wasn’t cruel enough the parents then chopped the rest of his body into tiny little pieces of meat, skinned him, then cooked the meat and turned them into hotdogs, steaks,hamburgers etc… then buried the bones deep underground in their backyard.


But be warned that is just some parts of the story, what people don’t tell you about this story is he didn’t just take being killed….. (“cause me personally I wouldn’t let that shit slide, but I mean.. That's just me tho”)

Chapter end