>I was only 9 years old

>I loved jpeg so much, I had all the merchandise and movies

>I pray to jpeg every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given

>"jpeg is love" I say; "jpeg is life"

>My dad hears me and calls me a faggot

>I know he was just jealous of my devotion for jpeg

>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

>Suddenly, everything is potato quality

>It's jpeg

>I am so happy

He whispers into my ear "un-withered Chica face."

>He grabs me with his powerful image file hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees

>I'm ready

>I spread my ass-cheeks for jpeg

>He penetrates my butt-hole

>It hurts so much but I do it for jpeg

>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water

>I push against his force

>I want to please jpeg

>He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his pixels

>My dad walks in

>jpeg looks him straight in the eyes and says "Here she is."

>jpeg leaves through my window

>jpeg is love. jpeg is life.