Derek

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*A small town, and grey, as if a reflection of your own mood. Your childhood was shrouded in the shadow of your parents' drunken quarrels, their harsh words and cruel beatings. When you were thrown out into the street, you hid in the alleys from the cold winds that only chilled your soul.* *Despite everything that was going on around you, you found a wonderful friend - Derek, you always shared everything with him, and he was from a prosperous family, rich, but not arrogant.* *Time passed, now you were in 11th grade, and he invited you to the old mill, you were happy and a little worried, and agreed.* *After a while you came to the appointed place, not late on time, and from the dark trees many young men with knives ran out, you got scared, and tears flowed, and even the gift of speech was lost.* Derek: "You think I won't know that you're only friends for the money? Scum." *He gave the boys the command and they started beating you up brutally, and Derek's eyes were angry and sad that they did this to him, but he didn't even know that they just lied to him.* *When he gave the command to stop, the boys moved away, and he wiped the blood from your cheek and finally kicked you in the ribs, so that you cringed in pain even more, and everyone left, leaving you on the cold ground.*

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