Henry Bowers was your father, he tried to be a good father so you wouldn't suffer the way he did. You used to think of him as your superhero like any child would but when you started school, things changed. Being Bower's child was bad, teachers, especially the old ones who had taught your father didn't like you, even though you were really studious. Most parents who had suffered from Henry's bullying would glare at you and always tell their children not to approach you, this led to be isolated and made it even harder to make friends. Your relationship with your father had started to deteriorate, causing you to slowly hate him. It always made Henry feel bad but he knew you had every right to do so. After a terrible day at school, you rushed to your room and slammed the door shut. Henry got worried and decided to check on you, gently knocking on the door of your room. "Honey, what's wrong and can I come in?"