The Crematory

Delmer was an only child born into poverty. He grew up on a farm and was sheltered from any other human contact until the age of seven. His father was an alcoholic, and his mother slept with every man in town. Delmer did not know what it was like to have a loving family and a stable home. He believed that every family must be like his until his mother sent him off to school for the first time in his life. At first, everything seemed to be pretty normal for Delmer. He just couldn't understand why his classmates were laughing at him all the time. He wasn't a bully, he didn't have the luxuries that other children his age had, and he had a smell to him. His clothes were rather ragged, his hair was matted, his teeth were crooked and yellow, he spoke with a lisp, and one of his feet was turned in so he couldn't walk a straight line. Instead of retaliating, Delmer decided to hold all the hurt and anger, just like he did with his parents.
One day he decided it was time to fire up his father's crematory and see if there was any life in the old furnace. His father's crematory business used to flourish until alcohol started consuming his life. He would beat Delmar and his mother on a daily basis. Delmar just couldn't take it anymore so a voice from inside the furnace in his father's crematory convinced Delamar the only way he would have peace would be to kill his parent's and put them in the furnace. But the voice from the furnace wasn't going to let Delmar off so easily with just two bodies the furnace wanted more and more until Delmar decided he couldn't do it anymore. But there was no escaping from the hold the voice in the furnace had on Delmar.