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. 751Please respect copyright.PENANACLO1ffEV6F
A crunch over here. 751Please respect copyright.PENANASqNBECYffW
A movement over there.751Please respect copyright.PENANAqVkPpQu6Jj
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. 751Please respect copyright.PENANA8UfMrrnR0a
Yes dad, he thought, I am a disappointment. He secretly wished his father away, but his brain kept replaying the memory, loud and clear. 751Please respect copyright.PENANAIVhUyQJs0h
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. 751Please respect copyright.PENANAWQdKMj8Kj7
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. 751Please respect copyright.PENANA5yb7RMSeAO
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.751Please respect copyright.PENANAys13kXD2ta