A kid with short black curly hair with brown eyes growing up in a small town in Utah named tollgate canyon my "family" lived there in a small cabin.
It all started when my father and mother took up drinking and drugs which is when I was about 5 years old.When they started they enrolled me for school.My first day of school my father beat me until I woke up going. to school with bruises isn't very ideal for a 5 year old.
I remember telling my mom and dad "but I don't want to leave you mommy and daddy" in return I got a slap to the face.Fast forward we had just arrived at the school father drops me off by my classroom he met my teacher and I got to meet some of the kids there.It Seemed like my father had a mask on and was really nice to the teacher and it seemed as if the students where nice too but that all changed when class officially started almost immediately as those doors closed it felt like there was a switch that flipped in my classmates.
all the ones I had talked to initially turned to me and immediately started bombarding me with insults and it only got worse as the days went on.But as I arrived home from my first day of school I had told my father about the kids being mean to me I said "father the kids where very cruel and mean to me today in class and I don't know what to do" to which he replied "man up you little fuck and just deal with it" then proceeded to hit me I started to cry and he said "be quiet men don't cry you better stop crying or I'll keep hitting you until you shut your mouth"
Even at school I couldn't escape the abuse as the days went on it only got worse the kids at school had started getting physically abusive to me I was all alone in such a cruel world my parents who where supposed to protect me hurt me worse then anyone else.And school was not an escape from then either because it felt like the whole school was against me as well I got continuously beat by both my parents and classmates.
By the time I was 10 years old I was fed up with it all one day I packed up my backpack like any other day but I added something special a hunting knife from my fathers drawer and a extra change of clothesI had told myself if anybody tried anything today I would cut them up myself.Surely they would all leave me alone then. I had gotten the idea from a movie I had watched where the main character murders his bullies and never has to deal with them again.
As I drew closer to the school I knew what I had planned and it made this overwhelming feeling hit me I felt...happy father dropped me off and sped away the day went on the moment I had waited for finally arrived I had walked into the bathroom my bully followed his name was colt.
I turned around when he had called my name and gripped my bag very tightly he asked "what are you protecting in that bag something valuable let me take a look I promise I won't take it" he drew closer even after I told him to "stay away" I opened the bag and gripped the knife as tightly as possible I stared right into his eyes as I drew close watching the fear,terror and shock, as I kept walking he tried to speak but he couldn't he tried to move but he was frozen it was almost as if he was meant to die by my hand I stood a foot away from him as slowly pushed the knife into his chest piercing his skin I felt as he screamed and I covered his mouth with his own shirt which I had cut off and told him "shhhhh stay silent we wouldn't want nobody walking in on us having all this fun now would we" I felt as the knife rip and tore into his muscles making him scream even louder.
The same sensation I had felt earlier overwhelmed me I was happy...I stood up and looked into the bathroom mirror and found myself smiling with my clothes and my father hunting knife dripping in blood instantly I changed and threw the clothes that where full of blood into my bag and walked out of the bathroom as if nothing happened everyone in the classroom was worried for colt who had been missing for an hour now it seems like no one had thought to check the bathroom stalls where I had to put him.
Later in the day my father picked me up and told me he got a call from the school saying a student went missing when we got home he went through my bag shocked and filled with anger hit me full force in the face and beat me and beat me it hadn't been the worse he had beaten me so it was nothing to me.My father picked me up and took me to the backyard as he told my mother what he found they dug a hole in the ground and buried the clothes they put me in the trunk of the car took me to a city named park city they took me out of the trunk and threw me to the side of the road along with the bloody knife and told me to run and they hoped they never see me again...
