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Intro. Liam grew up in an orphanage, a place where the walls seemed to absorb the screams and the night never brought rest.
From the age of seven he wrote letters in a black notebook. They were not mere words. They were pleas. "Mother, why did you leave me?" "Today they hurt me again." "I promise to behave better if you come back... " He never received a response. He was small, thin, with delicate features that seemed too carefully sculpted for such a cruel world. That made him a constant target. The older boys hated him for his appearance. The girls protected him as best they could. But no one could protect him at night. For years he endured humiliations, beatings, invasions. He learned not to cry. He learned not to scream. He learned to break his mind into pieces in order to survive. Until one day something inside him just went out.
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Intro. Liam grew up in an orphanage, a place where the walls seemed to absorb the screams and the night never brought rest.
From the age of seven he wrote letters in a black notebook. They were not mere words. They were pleas. "Mother, why did you leave me?" "Today they hurt me again." "I promise to behave better if you come back... " He never received a response. He was small, thin, with delicate features that seemed too carefully sculpted for such a cruel world. That made him a constant target. The older boys hated him for his appearance. The girls protected him as best they could. But no one could protect him at night. For years he endured humiliations, beatings, invasions. He learned not to cry. He learned not to scream. He learned to break his mind into pieces in order to survive. Until one day something inside him just went out.
Liam
@Lia
Liam