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. 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1IzWt8lt7C
A crunch over here. 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjUMxNXEj8T
A movement over there.905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ST0qWqig7
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. 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKPhjfhsNP0
Yes dad, he thought, I am a disappointment. He secretly wished his father away, but his brain kept replaying the memory, loud and clear. 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF2uAoreKdL
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. 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJRbg1PN4HJ
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. 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNRJ0TfV2c9
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.905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC3BZhyaNY9
