(btw this is when Linden was a kiddo)
A small kid with hazel green eyes and golden brown hair sat on his porch, watching the kids play. He wasn't able to do as much as thew other kids because of his horrible anxiety.. "LINDEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, OUT THERE?!?" his dad screamed. " O-oh I-" Linden began before getting hit in the face. "GET YOUR USELESS ASS BACK INTO THE HOUSE! YA PIECE OF SHIT" his father screeched at him, smoking a cigar. Linden stood there shocked until his father kicked him in the side making him stumble. "DID I STUTTER!?!?!?" His father hollered. "N-no s-sir" he whimpered as he ran inside forcing himself not to cry because it'll just make more damage. He went to his bed and sat there. "I missed mum..why did she leave..?" he whimpered. " Because she didn't want to take care of a mistake like you" the father grumbled as he threw a book at Linden. "Now, read you, cunt" his father demanded before walking out, slamming the door shut. Linden sobbed as he read the book.
