sweet little ivan was born to a mother and father who loved him very much. the first child - he was their prized possession. photos of them cradling him on their grandmother's lap graced the mantlepiece, the house still - peaceful - looking from the window at the sesame tree, the woman remarked to herself how lucky she was. one day his father went out to do some woodcutting. they never came back. he was passed into the care of his uncle. one night on his eighth birthday someone was inside the house. a gang of youths who wanted to become famous. they tore his face off and mutilated his intestines in front of the little boy. he was chained to the bathtub and gang raped by pedophiles, and he couldn't stop screaming as they destroyed him and tore his body open for the first time. little did he know this was only the beggining it was like all that stuffing that made him him was poured out, down the plughole, and every time, his life was slowly draining waning, from his body and his eyes, the warmth of his complexion grew cold, and instead of the smiling boy in the photograph he was a malnourished big eyed creature. he died at the age of twenty three as a heroin addicted prostitute and was left covered in shit, trash and bits of glass lodged in his once milky skin. you can watch videos of men destroying the little boy for the first time to this day :) Neocities.
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