Satan's bed.

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This is a photo that I took at my mom's house. The year was probably 2018. This is the actual bed where an evil man ripped my soul straight out of my body. The bed is set up in a spare bedroom at my mom's house. My mom even invited me to stay the night and sleep on that bed. 

My mom looks at this bed as a potential family heirloom. It is her treasure that she will not let go of. She knows exactly what happened to her son on that bed. Mom passed away in 2020 and left everything to my sister. Including the family heirloom bed. I have not been to my mom's house since she passed, but I bet you their trophy isI the centerpiece of the spare bedroom. I always argue the fact that people experiencing homelessness do not choose to be homeless. Instead of sleeping and having the worst memory of my life in the same house that I'm in, I chose to sleep outside!


I hate this bed! I hate this bed! I hate this bed! I didn't deserve it! I hate this bed! I hate this bed! I didn't choose this to happen to me!I hate this bed! I hate this bed! Someone make it go away! I hate this bed!I hate this bed! Someone help me please! I hate this bed! I hate this bed! I can't sleep! I hate this bed! Why did it happen! I hate it so bad. I want it gone forever. I hate it! I want to be free! I hate it with everything . I hate it! . I'm afraid of it. I hate it. I hate it!! Someone help me. I hate it so much. I hate it. I was an 8 year old innocent child. I hate it. I hate it!! I hate it! I hate it! I want to go home! I want to come home. I hate this bed! I hate this bed! It hurts me badly!!. Please, I hate it. I hate it. It haunts me! I hate it so much! I hate it! I hate it! I can't describe it!


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