I was only nine years old. I loved bungie so much. I have all the emotes and dlcs. I pray to bungie every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given. "Bungie is love," I say, "Bungie is life" My dad hears me and calls me a scrub. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to bungie. I called him a fgt. 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. It's bungie! I'm so happy! He whispers in my ear "this is my crappy game" He grabs me with his powerful nerfing hands and puts me on my hands and knees. I'm ready. I open my wallet for bungie. He takes it and penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much but I do it for Bungie. I can feel my wallet empty as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please bungie. He roars a might roar as his love leaves me penniless. My dad walks in. Bungie looks him straight in the eye and says, "It's all nerfed anyway" bungie leaves through my window. Bungie is love. Bungie is life.