I was only nine years old. I loved Alex so much, I had all the merchandise and movies. I'd pray to Alex every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Alex is love", I would say, "Alex is life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Alex. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts.