The bag was filled with letters, each of them enveloped perfectly and organized by dates, I read a few of them and felt touched by how much my father loved me, each letter was filled with grief yet happiness of having me in his life for even a short period. It was heartwarming as I read them. My heart was getting convinced when I started knowing my origin and my past. I agreed on living there as their master but I didn't want to be conned so I kept my eyes wide open in case something went wrong.I lived with the gang members for about 4 years, these years were really tough for me because I had to train with the members of the gang, Mr. Scarface told me that I had to be strong because I was the face of the gang, so he made do every available torturing exercise he had at hand. he showed no mercy even though he addressed me as Master. Sometimes he would make me fight people elder then me and in return, I would receive many wounds but it wouldn't soften his stone heart to not tor
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