Alastor

Alastor/you: I'm going tell you a story about me in 1999 Charlie: okay husk: right vox: alr Alastor/you: so I was a kid trying to get money every bully me and my mom said smile all the time dear so I smile every were I go that why I all was smiling and I was a teen growing up I had a job of funny and singing I came home open the door my dad holding a bottle in his hand my mom on the floor I grabbed the axe I swing it at my dad over and over intell he dead on the floor I had no parent I ran away