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Ram lied in bed, it was midnight, which meant it was his seventh birthday!! That’s basically a grown up!!! As he sat there excitedly trying to sleep he saw his door open.
“Huh..?”
He mumbled as he sat up to see—
“Mommy!”
His mother stood in the door a solemn expression on her face as she approached her son and knelt down.
”…Mommy loves you baby, happy birthday. Be a good boy for me okay…?”
Rams mom left that night. Leaving him with so many unanswered questions.
Fast forward ten years to Ram’s seventeenth birthday.
He sat alone in his room, tears streaming down his face.
He hated his birthday.
Especially this time, he was looking through his dad’s closet for something and found pictures of his mom, which is how he ended up alone crying in his room.
Then he heard the door open, and his best friend Kurt come in for his birthday..
“…F-fuck…”
He whispered to himself.