There once lived, unfortunately, a sad little man. A little scrawny boy they called the Tortured Man. He had six sick children, two dying dogs, three broken ribs, and one dead wife. The tortured man was sick and bony and couldn't afford to keep on going. His children died, one by one except for one forsakened son. A child the man did not know had come in an evening filled with snow. The Tortured Man coughed and weezed while his dying dogs cuffed and sneezed. The unknown child approached his father but decided not to bother. This sick old Tortured Man was dying. The child could not help but crying...
"Father..." He said, weeping and weary.
But the old man just looked at him...old and dreary. The Tortured Man told his son to leave to find a better life on city streets.
"Take the dogs..." Cried the Tortured Man and The child left before **** hit the fan.
The Tortured Man had it worst of all creatures for he was beaten up, old, sick, and with ugly features. The worst of it all was his life which would not end. There was a demon by which the devil send.
This demon made sure the Tortured Man did not die...no...he was brought back every time by this demon' s eye. The demon' s eye resurrected the man, who surely would just die again. The Man so sad tried to take his own life but only ended up back in bitter strife(with his life).
"The hell I witness and the pain I endure will surely only come back once more." The Tortured Man cried and cried and wished every night that he had died.
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Originally Posted by Kamiroo Wolf
