He was born early, 4 weeks premature, they thought he wouldn't survive the night, the mother didn't. He was just a toy, a pet to the father, something he could use and abuse. His brother and sister didn't know he existed, they had their own lives away from home and He always went to them and not them to Him. He was five the first time He reached into his pants, it was their "little secret"

All hush hush.

After all who would believe drifted through the rest his life wondering weather it showed. No one thought anything had happened. All little kids hit, kicked and screamed when touched right? He didn't know better, at first it was a slap here and a slap there, all normal. It wasn't normal to be hit or kicked, but when he found out that it wasn't normal it was too hard to change.

At seven he nearly died, they had him hooked up to machines that made his heart thump a steady beat and his chest rise and fall evenly. He got addicted to the pain and the high it gave him, it was better when he hurt himself than when He hurt him.

By time he was 8 he'd seen things no one should have at that age and it changed him. He was quiet and respectful, he shook with an addiction no child should have had. He had got him hooked on drugs, giving him something that made him quiet or something that made him sleep that little bit longer than normal.

He was ten the second time he tried to kill himself, overdosing on drugs and slitting his wrists. They found him before he could succeed and they had him hooked up to tubes and wires like a computer. They fixed him and made him work again, his heart thumped and his blood pumped.

When he was fourteen He was taken away and he couldn't function. He was dependent on Him and didn't know how to survive. He tried to kill himself again and succeed, he was broken and they couldn't fix him this time.

At fourteen Garra became another statistic, another number on the long list on child abuse cared and none cried. Buried in a grave on the other side of town no one remembered him, he wasn't liked at school. He was born alone and he died alone.