Voices of Violence
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Don't wait for, a knight in shining armour
Your savior's, reflected in the mirror
These flowers, have grown from bloodstains on the ground!
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A six-year-old Fegan stared out the window of his bedroom cringing as he heard glass shatter downstairs. He looked over to his stereo and turned it on, trying to drown out the yelling, and instantly regretted it. Footsteps pounded up the stairs and Fegan's father pounded on the door.
"Turn that down you little fagot!" He said, "Don't make me come in there!" Fegan jumped at the stereo and turned it down, not wanting his father to come in the room. He heard his father go back downstairs and start yelling again. "Stop screaming bitch, Your son doesn't want to hear it!" Fegan could hear his mother crying.
"Leave him alone! He's just a boy!" He heard her say. Fegan silently went down the stairs and sat down, looking through the bars on the rail. Fegan watched, eyes wide in horror as his father pulled out a gun and held it to his mother's head. "No... please..." She begged, tears running down her face. Fegan's father looked down at her and smiled.
"Begging's the only good thing that came out of you!" He said. Fegan screamed as he heard the gun shot and saw his mother fall dead on the floor. His father heard him and stomped over to him. "What are you doing there boy?" He asked harshly and grabbed him by the arm. Fegan screamed as loud as he could before being thrown in a closet. "You didn't see anything, got it?" Fegan nodded, scared as his father pointed the gun at him and pulled the safety. Fegan closed his eyes, preparing for his life to end. He jumped as he heard a loud bang. But it wasn't the gun, it was someone at the door. 'Thank god.' Fegan said. Fegan's father grabbed him and he screamed. "Shut up!" He said and hit Fegan in the head with the gun, making him fall limp on the floor. His father heard the door bust open and ran. The three cops came into the house, one going to Fegan's mother, the other going to him, and the third going after his father. The cop tending his mother looked at the other and shook his head, and closed her eyes. The other cop looked down at Fegan and checked his pulse.
"This one's still alive!" He said, "Call and ambulance!" The first cop did as he was told, and within five minutes Fegan was being wheeled into an ambulance.
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Go rake the, leaves of your grass and my grave
The fact is, everyone bleeds when they shave
There's no use, so don't deny we're just the same!
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TBC… Kind of short but it will be continued… Personally I don't like the idea of Fegan being abused… but… hey it's a plot line and it's a good look into why he's a little slow….