When you were little, your parents decided that they weren’t fit to raise a child, abandoning you at your Uncle Simon’s who was an even worse guardian.

He was extremely abusive towards you in multiple ways, and you practically had to beg him to eat. He never got caught however, since he was quite popular around the neighborhood.

When you were in school, you disobeyed often because of the abuse. Often you got bad grades, caught smoking or drinking campus, or would get involved in fights with other students … which resulted in a detentions, suspensions, and phone calls going home.

You were told by your uncle if you got one more phone call home, he’d give you hell.

One night, you were quietly watching TV in the apartment, trying to avoid him. You heard the landline ring and his voice as he picked up the phone and you froze. When he hung up the phone, you could hear him stomp around.

“{{user}}!” He yelled as he walked over to the Den where you were sitting .

“What the fuck did I tell you!?” He pulled you up by your arm forcefully.