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Once there was a beautiful blond haired girl named Lindy Kings. She was a child genius in MIT at the age of thirteen. She had wonderful parents, a sweet brother, and even a charming, witty boyfriend. Everything was perfect, too perfect to last forever. To celebrate a summer break from MIT, Lindy’s family and her boyfriend’s family spent a week in Las Vegas, Nevada. While there, Lindy and her boyfriend, Tony, went for dinner to have some “them-time.” Once they were done their meal, they started to walk home. While they were walking, Lindy heard quick footsteps coming from behind. “What was that?” Lindy said while turning her head quickly to see what was behind them. But she couldn’t see anything through the darkness. “Tony, I think someone’s following us!” Lindy said in a quivering voice.
“Its fine, lets just keep walking back.” But a few moments later Tony began to hear it too. “Maybe just walk a little faster.” But it was a little too late for that. All the sudden Tony heard Lindy scream! But before he even knew why he got hit in the head with something heavy. He woke up two ours later, lying to the streets of LA, and Lindy was gone.
She was taken straight to Russia. Then at the age of fifteen she was sent to Europe. Once she was eighteen she was sent to China. She only made it back to the USA when she was twenty. She went to Queens, New York where she was kept by a man named John Parker.
At the age of twenty-two, Lindy discovered she was pregnant. When she decided to break the news to John, he said he wanted her to have an abortion. She agreed. She didn’t want to force an innocent child to live in the same crazy life that she was living. But when she got to hear the heartbeat of the little baby, she just couldn’t do it. She couldn’t abort her baby. She wanted to be a mother for the baby and be there for him or her.
When she got home she argued with John about what to do with the baby. He finally agreed to let her raise it only if she agreed to legally marry him and stay with him for the rest of her life. He claimed that if she left or betrayed him at any point he’d make sure the child suffered. She willingly agreed to the terms.
Nine months later, a healthy baby boy was born. Lindy decided to name him after her brother, Peter. Peter Parker was a math and science prodigy at the age of four and was the sweetest, kindest kid Lindy had ever known.
John wasn’t too fond of Peter, though, because he took up a lot of Lindy’s time. John found much enjoyment in hurting Peter, but he couldn’t outright do it because Lindy would get angry, so he always came up with a stupid reason. For example, Peter would get badly beaten if he ever got one question wrong on a school quiz or failed any kind of sports tryout.
John was taken to court numerous of times for things such as whip cracks and gun shots followed by screams coming from his backyard. He was never taken to jail because he had witnesses, Lindy and Peter, who always claimed that the accusers were hearing things. Peter was simply too scared to tell the truth, and Lindy had to keep her promise.
This way of life went on until his sixth birthday. On this fateful day, both of his parents died in a plane crash. When this happened, Peter’s aunt May and Uncle Ben, from his dad’s side, came down from Pennsylvania to live in Queens with Peter and look after him.
And so, the story begins…