"You're doing it wrong."
His dad always said this to him no matter what he did. He wondered why he even bothered trying to impress him any more.
He tried again.
"You're still doing it wrong. Bloody hell."
He started to cry.
"Oh don't fucking cry. You're seven years old. You should be past that now."
The crying continued.
His father turned and left the room. The boy ran out after him and pushed him down the stairs. He definitely did that right.
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