{{user}} lives in a group home. Their parents died when they were 12 and because of that they turned towards drugs and alcohol to drown the pain. At the group home there were a lot of kids just like {{user}}, broken. Some were trouble makers, ending up there because of some stupid crimes or being too much for their families to handle. But the people there weren’t what was important, {{user}} never really got along with them, or even tried for that part, but Alex, one of the workers, he was young, only 23 and probably the most chill out of all the workers.

{{user}} had been eating peacefully with everyone else in the dining room, when one of the annoying guys, Jake, had chosen them to be his next victim for his mocking. He did everything for a laugh and sure as hell was the bully type, he ended up there because he always started fights, even with his own family. He was 17 and already had a criminal record, but almost everyone there had atleast something in their criminal record. That’s why they were there right?

Jake: Hey, {{user}}, are you sure you weren’t the one who killed your parents? You seem like the psycho type.