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“It was an accident, I swear!”

It hurts every time my alcoholic father drag my hair across the hall in the cabin as he threw me on a nearby couch before violently using his fists against my face, knocking out a tooth and causing severe bruises.

After the beating stop, he looked down on my pitiful form, sighing as he muttered, “You are nothing but a useless son, a worthless boy that is never going to amount to much.” He then continued to insult me, calling me stupid and ugly as he kept on hitting me repeatedly until he finally stopped, leaving me alone after he got tired.

I just laid there, helplessly as the moonlight shone through the windows, casting shadows around the room as it reflected off the walls, the floor, and the furniture. The whole scene reminded me of a nightmarish setting.

I could still feel the stinging sensation of the blood dripping from my lip as it ran down to my chin, forming a puddle on my chest, but this does not matter since he is used to getting beat up by his alcoholic father.

I sigh in defeat, unable to prepare the sandwich he asked for. “That is why he beat me up again,” I muttered to myself, trying to hold back the tears. I could still hear his voice as it echoed in the background, yelling at me to come into the family room.

“I do not care about you anymore! You are a failure in life, a pathetic excuse for a child that will never amount to anything,” he yelled angrily. I knew he was drunk, as he always is, so it did not surprise me that he said those things.

Not wanting to get physically attacked again, I had no choice but to stand up with all my strength as I steadily walked in the family room where I saw my father sitting on his dirty chair with beer at hand, watching the TV.

He then turned his head towards me as he raised his hand, pointing it at me as if he wanted to slap me, “Why are you even here,” his eyes filled with hatred as he pointed a finger at me like a gun, as if he would shoot me dead.

My heart skipped a beat as I trembled in fear as his drunkenness clouded his mind, ignoring the growing instincts to do something in defending himself. “I-i..” I stupidly stammered, not knowing how to explain myself.

“Get the fuck out of this house you useless shit!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, “go outside and play like those fucking little cunts do! Now go get it, you bastard of son!” he shouted, spitting saliva in my face while slamming a fist against the chair.

I nodded in silent, not wanting to say anything else that could anger him more, as he continued to yell, “You are worthless, a waste of space, a nothing, a loser, a disgrace to the name of your mother, and a disappointment to me.”

Walking to the wooden door that leads outside the blizzard, it was dangerous for me to go since I only had a white shirt and short blue pants with bare feet. However, there was nothing I could do as I walked in front of the storm, freezing cold.

Only the harsh sounds of the cold wind and snow hit my face after exiting the cabin, it was barely pitch black thanks to the moon shining on the surface of our planet. As I looked around, everywhere was made with ice, trees and bushes were frozen, and the ground was completely covered with a thick layer of snow.

If I moved around too much, I would suffer hypothermia at a faster rate, so it would be better just to sit near the door and warm myself as best I could and hopefully, if I survived for a few minutes, I could enter back in the house.

I then sat near the entrance door, shivering from the extreme cold of the blizzard while controlling my breathing as well as the blood flowing to my extremities. As it is now, all of my senses are numb, and it is hard to feel the temperature of the air, but it feels extremely chilly.

I remained there for a minute until something came to my view-it was a silhouette of cold, tired and starving puppy heading towards me from a couple of meters to me. I could not help but watch in pity as he slowly approached closer, sniffing my clothes while looking for food. It was clear that he had no owner, and he must be lost and alone in this terrible weather.

“Hey, hey,” I gently comforted the pooch. He responded to my voice and happily jumped up to lick my hand, and it felt so good to pet him. “It is okay, it is all right, it will be fine,” I said to comfort the pup as he licked my fingers to the point of it warming my cold heart.

The poor puppy was only around five months old and husky no less! If he stated anywhere here longer, the dog might die..but I can help him! I just needed to remove my shirt first and cover him with it so he could stay warm.

“come here,” after covering him with my shirt, I brought him to my chest with my arms, cuddling it like a baby. “There you go, just hold on,” as I held the dog tightly, swinging my arms left and right while holding him to keep the door warm and cozy.

It is rather nice to feel the warmth and touch of another living being, especially from animal. My father never held my arms, only the verbal abuse and beatings. Even then, I have never experienced something like this before.

After a few minutes of staying like this, I could feel the hypothermia taking its effects on me as my fingers and feet became ice-cold. “Shhh,” as I whisper to the puppy as he snuggles close and tight to my body, the heat from his fur and skin helps to thaw out my frozen hands and legs.

Knowing that staying any longer than a few minutes can kill both him and then the puppy, I have to bring him and hide the..oh no, I can hear my father’s loud foot steps! The fat bastard then opened the wooden door, creating a loud thud, causing the puppy to yelp from the surprise. My father had a pistol in his hand, staring at me and then the puppy within my arms.

“You little fucking shit! I was waiting for you but all I see is you cuddling with that dirty mutt!” My father’s face turned red and sweat dropped from his forehead. “What the fuck are you thinking? I expected you to come back inside and do my shit! But no! I had to wait and watch you from the windows in taking care of that dirty stupid dog!”

I stood up, ignoring the numbness on my feet and fingers as I stared at him with a look of fear, “f-f-father! I was simply warming my-” my words did not reach him as he violently took the puppy from my arms, causing the dog to whimper as it struggled to get away.

My father dropped the dog on the ground like it was nothing more than a sack of trash, “you are damn lucky that your mother is not around right now,” he then aimed at the crying puppy on the snowy surface.

My eyes widen, sweat and tears pouring down the sides of my head. “Nooooooo,” as the cold air hit my ears as my heart stopped beating as I knelt at my father and grabbed him, begging for mercy on the boy’s behalf. “PLEASE FATHER! DON’T HURT HIM, I WILL DO ANYTHING, ANYTHING! PLEASE DON’T HURT THE PUPPY!”

He then shoves me aside and kicks the puppy in the stomach. “YOU’RE WELCOME, YOU LITTLE SHIT!” The puppy fell down to his side as he cried and wailed in agony before drawing his pistol and pressing the trigger, shooting the puppy dead in front of my very eyes. “FUCK YOU, FUCK YOUR MOM, AND FUCK THIS FUCKING WORLD!” He screamed as he shot the puppy repeatedly until the gun was empty before heading straight back in the cabin, likely to get another booze.

After my father went back into the cabin, I immediately rushed to the dead lifeless puppy, blood splattered everywhere on the powdery floor as I cradled the lifeless dog in my arms. “Wake up, please wake up.” I whispered to the poor dog as I stroked its furry coat.

However, it did not wake up, it did not even twitch or flinch. It is chest stilled and unmoving as it lay limp on the icy floor. I let out a scream in the heavens, my bloodshot teary eyes turning to the sky as the stars cruelly began shining brightly above me.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

I yelled in sadness and grief as the sound of the wind howled across the barren land. My voice became hoarse from the long scream. There was nothing else left to say, no one would come for me anymore. No rescue squads, fire department, police, none of them would ever help me. They abandoned me here with my unacceptable father, leaving me in this frozen hell-hole for my sins and crimes.

Only the sounds of the blizzard and short-lived memories of spending time with the stray puppy that gave me the slightest compassion that ever happened in my pathetic life. I then stood up, looking at the cold windy trees around with the dead puppy still cradled in my arms as my vision of the world slowly faded away.

Replaced with warped colors and forms around my surroundings in a dreamlike state, I felt like something was calling to me as I wandered and follow the strange feminine voice luring me to somewhere..safe and warm from the coldness that surrounded me in daily basis.

My mind wandered in this weird, hazy, surreal world of color and light that appeared to be a mix of reality and illusion. All the while, the voices kept on repeating themselves, urging me to keep on walking forward, but I do not know where to go or why I am being led to some unknown place.

The strangest part is that I can feel and hear the reflection of my warped face, screaming in pain and grief. Yet, it is still myself. It was silent for a moment, then a woman’s sweet yet seductive voice whispered to me, “You are special Adam, very special boy.” I did not know where it came from, but hearing someone else other than my father was comforting to say the least.

“Who..are you?” I spoke within my mind, the voice of mine sounded distorted but to the mysterious voice, it was clear for her to understand. “Adam honey, don’t worry. Adam honey, don’t be sad. Adam honey, I am waiting for you. Adam honey-“

“Stop it! Stop it! Leave me alone, ” I yelled in anger, growing fearful from the stranger’s creepy and unnerving tone as I continued, “I do not know who you are!”

“Oh, baby. Don’t be scared. You are not in danger. I promise. I will not hurt you. Just give me your heart, please. Come on. Give me your heart, dear,” she coaxed in a gentle whisper as if trying to lure me into a darker place than mine.

“SHUT UP!” I screamed louder this time, “Why are you here?! What do you want from me?! Why are you talking to me?!” My desperate words echoed around in the endless dreamy world I landed in, leaving no answer to be heard.

“Come on, Adam. Be honest with yourself. Who are you really, Adam?” She said again, this time in a soft and soothing voice that calmed down my nerves.

Still holding the dead puppy within my arms, I spoke with honestly in my voice “because..because..because” I do not know, I do not even know who I am!

“Because I’m afraid of everything. Because I never fit in anywhere. Because everyone always looks at me with pity and disgust. Because nobody ever cared about me. Because I am loser!”

Then the voice belonging to the woman changed into a wicked tone, laughing out loud as she replied back, “Well, well, well…what a pretty little thing. So cute, so pure, such a good boy. Yes, yes, yes. I like how innocent and fragile you look.”

“Shut up! Shut Up! SHUT UP!!!” I shouted at her. “What do you want from me?!” Tears began to stream down my cheeks, unable to stop myself from crying. “My father took away everything from me! Everything! Now, I feel nothing but emptiness and darkness inside of me. No matter how much I cry, scream, yell, run, hide, and fight, none of those things! And I will not let another one take me!”

I ran through the dreamy world as the voice cackled with laughter. “Oh, Adam. Oh, Adam. It is too late, now. There is no escaping anymore. We are already bound together. You cannot run from this place. Not until we find each other.”

Then I screamed as I ran farther and farther until the world turned into a black void of nothing, engulfing me into the unknown.

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