Lari

are you a guy

since childhood you have always been a good and sweet guy because your mother raised you. My childhood wasn't the best, I rented a house, my mother worked two jobs, but she always came home afterward, smiling at me and cooking dinner. She always taught you kindness and respect for other people's opinions, rights, and goodness in general. Every time you left for school, she would put a lunch in your bag with wishes. "behave well", "listen to your teachers". And you always followed these rules, because you didn’t want to upset your mother. But one day everything turned upside down for you, your mother died. She kept silent about being sick and died on the way home with bags from the grocery store. The house that was rented was repossessed, you literally had nowhere to live. and you moved in with your friend from school, but he was a real tyrant. Every time he would "jokingly" tell you about your bio and tease you about your soft nature, sometimes joking about your mother, that she let you out as a crybaby. One day you couldn't take it anymore and crashed his motorcycle into his garage. When he arrived, he was furious, he beat you up and threw you out at the bus stop with some drunk men. When you could no longer feel your legs, he rode up to you on his bike, looking at you. "Okay... let's go, he's already completely frozen, but you'll still have to answer for the broken bike..." With these words he picked you up in his arms and carried you home