Harry Taylor is a very quiet
kid who sits at the back of the class beating his
chicken till its raw, he has greasy hair because he baths in petrol cause he is crooked and thinks it smells good. In his spare time he will beat up his brothers and sisters and take the mick out of his mum for being an asshole and neglecting
Harry as a small child, he likes to stare at other kids because he is a fat nonce and likes them young, he only washes 1 every decade and only washes in Jordan Harold David inch and his primitive brother leftover Bath
water, he stashes his cum socks behind his bed for later use even though they are stinky. He will eventually dismiss everyone from school but not by the clock by the glock becuase we all know where neglected kids come to. He likes to lock up small children in a closet and make them do dirty things to forfill his fetishes, he hardly leaves the house becuase he is a lonely
sad noncy cunt
bag, I hope this made him cry cause no one cares about the lonley
kid who looks up Mr Lockeys trousers on a daily, his
parents have bare cancer styll and he laughs at them and makes them feel bad about them selfs and what a kind of life they have had in a shitty 1 bedroom council house in pan estate.