Scout is Love, Scout is Life

WARNING: This Story Was From Hell. Thou Hath Been Warned!

>I was olny 16 years old
>I loved Team Fortress 2 so much. I bought every version of the game
>Scout was my favorite character. I prayed to him every night, thanking him for the live I've been given
>"Scout is love", I say, "Scout is life"
>My uncle hears me and calls me a "moron"
>He was obviously jealous of my devotion to Scout
>I called him a cunt
>He beats me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now
>The bedroom is very cold
>I feel a warmth moving towards me
>I felt something touch me
>It's Scout
>I am so happy
>He whispers into my ear, "Not so tough now are ya"
>He grabs me with his powerful hands and forced me onto my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>He pulls out his bat, and puts lube on it, and begins ramming it up my anus
>It hurts so much, but I let him do it
>I wish to please the Scout
>He laughs his longest laugh as he pulls the bat out
>He gives me one of his energy drinks
>I drink the whole thing
>My uncle stepped into the room
>Scout beat him to death and hung him on the sealing
>Scout says, "That's what I'm talking about"
>Scout flies out my window, breaking the glass
Scout is love, Scout is life