Despair

Back home he went, his body aching each step he took. "I can't believe motherfuckers like them actually exist"- He said with a tone of disgust. He had reached his home, a small house. No larger than an apartment. He placed his hand on the knob, who was losing its golden colour, opening it in an exhausted motion. "You fucking mistake, where were you!"- Roared the beast of a father. He walked towards the boy, hesitated for a second and proceeded to slap him. Knocking him down to the ground. "You're weak."- The boy slid his hand across his lips, cleaning the blood from his mouth.

There was one thing Kibishi loved, a lot. More than anything, it was his mother. However his father was very abusive and she would often be in pain and sorrow. Kibishi went towards his mother, who yet again was in tears. It was like this always, but the boy couldn't stop it. All he could do was comfort his dear mother.

He then made a promise to the heavens above. 

"I swear, i'll get stronger, and protect her..."