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>I was only nine years old
>I loved Bryan Danielson so much, I had all his merchandise and movies
>I'd pray to Bryan Danielson every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given
>"Bryan Danielson is love", I would say, "Bryan Danielson is life"
>My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Bryan Danielson
>I called him a cunt
>He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now and my face hurts
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>A warmth is moving towards me
>I feel something touch me
>It's Bryan Danielson
>I'm so happy
>He whispers in my ear, "I'm in a frisky mood"
>He grabs me with his powerful hands, and puts me on my hands and knees
>I spread my ass-cheeks for Bryan Danielson
>He penetrates my butthole
>It hurts so much, but I do it for Bryan Danielson
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his force. I want to please Bryan Danielson
>He roars a mighty roar, as he gets concussed
>My dad walks in
>Bryan Danielson looks him straight in the eye, and says, "Don't turn your back on the bcc"
>Bryan Danielson leaves through my window
>Bryan Danielson is love
>Bryan Danielson is life.