Oliver's Story Part 1When I was a young, My childhood was never the best. I spent my time in an orphanage just praying for someone to take me home and be my family...I guess..it was to much to ask.I was always watched by a /strange/ man in a white jacket- at the time I thought he would take me home and love me.Oh, how I was wrong. He told me he was my father I didn't believe him until he showed me the picture..."If you're my father then why...did you leave me?!!" I paused for a moment, "Was I really that terrible?" He chuckled. "Oh my dear child, you were such a wonderful little boy, But Daddy's got his reasons~""And what reason is that?" By now he was grinning. "I-" He was cut off by the two men dragging him away. 'Everyone is just being taken away from me..' I thought to myself- crawling into bed /hoping/ to get some sleep.
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