Oi... It's a long story... But I'll try and make it brief...
Things were going well on my mark until I was around... 12 years old...
MY parent's found out that I was a fur, none the less they kinda despised that... And called me a "failure"... So my mom leaves and my dad goes mentally crazy... He starts beating me up constantly as I try to get help... The hospital kept on saying since I'm the only "sane" one in the house, I am supposed to look after him... This keeps up for a while, until Child services FINALLY did something and took my dad away from me... I moved into one of my furry friend's house (Rowdy) And things were finally getting better... But all of a sudden, my dad calls me to come back... Eventually they didn't do that much of a thing to him, since he finally healed back to normal. I never responded and just heard the word "son?" over and over again...
And so yesterday I've gotten word that my parents got back together again... MY mom called me and said, "We've finally won"... I never got it until I finally knew what they had meant... So as things go by... I got deeply hurt from it...
Wulf Wraithclaw Community Member 
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