You want to know how I got these scars? I was 7 years old and it was a few weeks before Christmas. My parents always told me to be a good boy and girl and that Santa would bring me whatever I wanted. So I waited in line about 30 minutes for my turn with Santa, I had my list all prepared in my head when he asked me what I wanted. I'm getting excited for my turn is about to come up. Finally my turn arrives. I get helped up unto his knee and he asks me. "What do you want for Christmas son" I turn to him, tears welling up in my eyes, I say. "I want you to say sorry for raping me Santa." He looks at me like I'm speaking Greek. "I don't know what you're talking about kid, don't you want a GI Joe?" "NO!" I scream, I don't want no stupid toy, I want him to say sorry! No one else could hear us talking, they just heard me screaming. So my parents run up and take me off Santa. "Why so serious son?" My dad asks. "Did Santa not give you what you want for Christmas?".
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