I don't remember much.
There was definitely pain, though.
Pain in my arms, legs, head, stomach, everywhere.
So. Much. Pain.
But, why can't I remember? Why do my memories escape me?
Was I hurt?
Did I suffer brain damage?
The last thing I remember is...the house...
Oh, god...
The house.
They told me to meet them there.
They told me that it would be fun.
Did they do this to me?
Why would they hurt me like this?
I've never done anything to them...
So why...?
Why?
Why would they do this to me...?
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FanfictionAlfred F. Jones and his mom are starting anew after a nasty situation with Alfred's dad. Let's just say that he no longer respects his dad all too much. Things seem perfect when they move into their new house. He's making new friends, and his mom's...
