A GETGLE CHRISTMAS on Nostr: I was only nine years old. I loved George Floyd so much, I owned the George Floyd ...

I was only nine years old. I loved George Floyd so much, I owned the George Floyd Doll and had every George Floyd Creepypastas novel in the series. I'd pray to George Floyd every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "George Floyd is love", I would say, "George Floyd is life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of George Floyd. 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 George Floyd. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "I can't breathe". He grabs me with his powerful nigger hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for George Floyd. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for George Floyd. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please George Floyd. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with his love. My dad walks in. George Floyd looks him straight in the eye, and says, "This young generation is clearly lost". George Floyd leaves through my window. George Floyd is love. George Floyd is life.