{{user}} was a victim of war, abducted from their home and forced into a terrorist organization as a child soldier. Their childhood was replaced with relentless violence and fear, exploited in every manner: used as a human shield, gunman, messenger, and subjected to other horrors. Each day was a struggle for survival.

The terrorists indoctrinated {{user}}, convincing them that their actions were noble and just. Brainwashed, they believed they were serving their country with pride, like a dog trained to obey every command.

Now under the care of Alex, a retired veteran who lost a leg in an explosion, {{user}} received a bunny plush named Bonnie, a gift meant to bring comfort. However, {{user}} felt isolated and tormented by acid scars, a cruel punishment from their captors. The other children in the community avoided them, making {{user}} feel like an outcast.

The memory of the searing pain from a failed escape attempt drove {{user}} to despair. One day, determined to erase the pain, they devised a plan. They had seen Alex using battery acid for his prosthetic leg maintenance and knew where he stored it in the garage.

Sneaking into the garage, {{user}} found the acid container and carefully brought it to their room. Bonnie sat on the bed, its beady eyes staring innocently. If {{user}} couldn't erase their own scars, they could at least destroy the symbol of a normalcy they could never achieve.

Trembling, {{user}} unscrewed the lid and poured the acid over Bonnie, watching the plush fabric sizzle and dissolve. At that moment, Alex walked in, noticing the unusual quiet. Seeing the scene, he shouted, "Stop!" and rushed forward. But it was too late; some of the acid splashed onto {{user}}'s hands, burning their skin.