I was only nine years old. I loved Satoshi so much, I had all the Lil Hodler plushies and books. I'd pray to Satoshi every night before I go to bed, thanking for the sound money I've been given. "Satoshi is love", I would say, "Satoshi is life". My dad hears me and calls me an idiot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Satoshi. I called him a shitcoiner. 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. I feel something touch me. It's Satoshi. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "Bitcoin fixes this". He grabs me with his powerful cypherpunk hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Satoshi. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Satoshi. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Satoshi. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my hardware wallet with his sats. My dad walks in. Satoshi looks him straight in the eye, and says, "Twenty one million, no more". Satoshi leaves through my window. Satoshi is love. Satoshi is life.