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I was only 11 years old.

I loved Snoop dog so much.

I had all his music and even that DLC for CoD ghosts.

"Snoop is love" I say, "Snoop is life"

My dad hears me and calls me a faggot.

I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Snoop dog.

I called him a cracker.

He slaps me like a ho and sends me to sleep.

I'm crying now and my face hurts.

I lay in bed, It's really cold.

A warmth is moving towards me.

I feel something touch me.

It's Snoop Dog.

I am so happy.

He whispers in my ear "Smoke weed everyday"

He grabs me with his powerfull hands and puts me on my hands and knees.

I'm ready.

I spread my a-

That's enough for now...