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@JustBabyMargo. It took me a few minutes, but here's Timmy:
Timmy had ran till he came to his destination. It was a secret place, a place that only he knew about. He cautiously sniffed it as he limped inside. Once he knew that it was only him, he started drinking from the mineral stream that flowed through. As he drank, a slew of sadness came over him.
Memories of the past filled his head. "Go ahead and take out the other. Just like you did the first." Was still fresh in his mind. "Take the other." Timmy thought frustrated himself. "Sure. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Timmy yelled at his Prison of Shame. That's what he called this place anyways. It was a secret cave that only Timmy knew about. It was a small cave, but deep inside. When he yelled, it over repeated it over and over back to him to haunt him.
"It was an accident!" the cold, dark cave repeated back to Timmy several times. "No it wasn't!" Timmy yelled back to the mocking echo. "No, it wasn't." Timmy repeated to himself trying to believe that lie. It was an accident, but how could Timmy believe it was, especially the way Hato brought it up.
Tears filled Timmy's eyes as he replayed the horrible incident that happened just before he became an adult. It was probably the millionth time he replayed that treacherous day. "I'll never forgive, I'll never forgive." Timmy whispered to himself with tears rolling down. He just couldn't forgive himself.
"Life hurts." Was something that Timmy often said to his victims, and to himself. It was basically how he dealt with what happened so long ago. Instead of mourning over the pain, and dealing with it properly, Timmy turned. He turned on everyone. He'd often try to cause them to feel his past pain in an aggressive, tricking, non-loving way. Even if he appeared happy, Timmy was hurting deep down inside. Seeing others in pain and agony sometimes brought him comfort in his poor, suffering body.
The past pain was overtaking Timmy in the moment. Usually, he took his pain out on others, but there was nobody around except for him. With no way to express himself, Timmy threw his head back and let out a long, pitiful, sad howl. As it echoed through the cave's deepness of lifeless stone, Timmy howled mournfully. Between Timmy's howls and the echo's, it sounded like a large wolf pack howling together over a lost loved one. The howls echoed louder and louder, filling the cave with them and started seeping to the outside world.
~Lacy Duckwing