Author's Note: Dreams – An image placed in your head when you fall asleep, giving you everything you could ever want. It is nothing more
than a mere illusion, which is discovered as you wake up to find everything you had, everything you'd longed for, was no longer with you.
You are left in the feeble state you were in as a newborn baby, and fail to realize the true violence and suffering of the world. For if people
would wake up and look around, they would know we are all slowly being consumed, and the government will be our ultimate enemy.
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Cody had just arrived at Kurt's house. It was a nice, small house. It was a two story house, and had a blue painting on the outside. There
was nice, green grass and a nice tree giving shade to an upstairs bedroom. Kurt grabbed Cody by the back of his collar and dragged him to
the front door. Upon opening it, he shoved Cody forwards, causing him to stumble. Kurt told Cody to follow him, and he obeyed from
fear. As he looked into his room, he noticed a bed on one side, a nightstand with a small lamp by it, and a TV on the other side. There was
a closet to the left, and plain, white carpet. "This is where you'll sleep. Now stay here and leave me alone. If I catch you making any phone
calls without my permission, mailing someone, or sneaking out of your room for a snack, or eating without my permission, or using the
bathroom without my permission, you're going to get in big trouble," said Kurt with a deadly, dark, cold, and scary voice. Cody nodded his
head and Kurt shoved him back, causing Cody to land on his back. Kurt slammed the door on Cody and locked the door from the outside
so that he couldn't escape. Cody looked around his room, and went to the window. Kurt had nailed it shut. Cody sighed, and fell on his
bed in a state of despair and helplessness.
Kurt walked away and went to his kitchen and got out a TV Dinner. He put it in the microwave, and waited a minute, and when it was
done he pulled it out and sat on the couch, and watched MTV. Cody lay on his bed, crying at the thought of how fast he was taken away
from all of his friends. In just ten minutes, when he had everything, a brother, a mother, and good friends he lost it all and was brutally
snatched from everything he loved, and put in this rat hole with his angry father. As he continued crying on the bed, he gradually got tired,
and more tired until he fell asleep.
It was now ten o' clock at night, it had been hours since Cody had said anything, or since he had heard from Cody. Worried that he might
have tried to escape, Kurt went and unlocked Cody's door, and then knocked on it. He heard nothing. He knocked again, and called
Cody's name. He heard some movement, and shuffling of bed sheets, then the door opened. Cody had been asleep. He looked up into
Kurt's eyes, and waited for him to say something. Realizing Cody was still shaken up from suddenly being torn apart from everyone, Kurt
said,"Cody are you OK buddy?" Cody shook his head, and Kurt looked down. He thought of how he had gone to court to take one of the
twins back, and how Cody didn't want it. His face then turned red, and his teeth clenched with anger. Cody realized this and a look of fear
came across his face, then Kurt shoved Cody and knocked him back across the room and hit the wall. He slid down and lay against it, now
crying. "Dad. Why are you doing this?" he asked. Kurt walked up and grabbed Cody by the front of his shirt, and lifted him up in the air.
He smashed him against the wall a couple of times, then threw him against the other wall and left the room, locking it from the outside again.
Cody lay there, staring at the door, his face now covered in tears. He lay on his side now that his back hurt and lay there for the rest of the
night, crying. He smashed the floor with his fist in anger, thinking about the recent events that had occurred. He got angry, and hit the wall.
He hurt his hand, then just fell on his back, feeling pain on his back this time. He cried until he fell asleep early next morning.
Kurt woke up at seven in the morning, and got up to go check on Cody. He unlocked the door, and opened it to see Cody laying on the
floor, with a stain on the floor indicating he had cried all night. Kurt yelled,"Cody! Get up now dammit!" and Cody woke up with a shock.
He looked around, and realized where he was. He got up and walked over to Kurt, and was then dragged into the kitchen and forced into
the chair. "Find something to eat, but don't warm anything up," said Kurt. Cody nodded, and then went to the pantry. There was some stale
bread there, so he went to the fridge. He found some new bread, which would expire in a month, some ham and cheese. Cody took it out,
and got a knife and a plate, then put the bread on the plate and put two pieces of ham and two pieces of cheese on the bread. He put it
together, and got some water from the fridge and ate his breakfast. Upon finishing, he washed the plate and put it in the dishwasher, and
then walked over to the living room to Kurt, awaiting his next orders. Kurt looked to his left to see Cody standing there, looking at him.
"Go to your room," was all he said. "But, why? I thought you loved me. Don't you want to hang out?" asked Cody, hoping that this way he
could get back the dad he loved, not the dad that hurt him. "I said go!" yelled Kurt. "But dad! Why!" cried Cody. "That's it!" said Kurt, his
teeth clenching and face turning red again. He shoved Cody aside and went to his room and came out with a belt. Cody turned his head just
in time to see his dad whip him in the back with a belt. The instant the belt came into contact with his back, Cody screamed in pain and fell
forwards, landing on his stomach.
Cody lay on the floor crying, as Kurt whipped him in the back again and again. Each time he was hit, Cody yelled out in pain, and was
crying, begging for Kurt to stop. "Please stop dad! Please!" begged Cody, but his dad wouldn't listen. He kept whipping Cody in the
back, sending tons of pressure on his back, making him scream out in pain. After what seemed like half an hour, Kurt's rage was gone, and
he went to his room and closed the door. Cody would've gone to his room too, but his back hurt to much. He couldn't get up, nor move.
He lay there crying, begging God to let him back with his family, where he belongs. As Cody lay on the ground, he slowly fell asleep,
hoping that Kurt didn't come back out until he was a good ways away from him, or in his room. It was finally revealed to Cody that Kurt
never wanted a son, but someone to hurt, to torment, to get rid of his own anger. As Cody realized this, he fell into a deep, deep sleep.
Zack was in his suite, sitting on the couch next to his mom. They were sitting there, looking blankly into the TV, but not paying any attention
to it. All they could think about was losing Cody, on his birthday. Ever since Kurt went down the elevator with Cody, everything had been
quiet in the Tipton. Everyone was scared, and depressed, and shaken up over the event that had taken place. Mr. Moseby wasn't as nice,
or caring to the customers as he usually was, or cheery for that matter. Maddie barely talked at all, and didn't bother to give customers their
money back for buying candy. Zack hadn't been out of the suite since the day before his birthday when he was playing with Max and
Tapeworm at basketball, and Carey hadn't been practicing her singing either. Everything was dead at the Tipton. As Zack and his mom fell
asleep, they thought of a way to get Cody back, but thought of none. It was all because Kurt got the court's permission to take Cody away,
that everyone's lives were falling apart, and burning into oblivion.