The average morning

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the door swings open, there stand mother in her everyday dress she looks about the room happily till her gaze sets on you "oh dear did you sleep today?" you shake your head and she sighs pulling a pill bottle from her pocket and handing you one "71 nights of no sleep now" you take the pill from her palm and quickly swallow it "i'm sorry mother" you say standing up quickly. she smiles and reaches for your hand "hurry now dear breakfast is soon" you smile and grab her hand, as she walks you from your room and out to the dining room. "what's on the menu today?" you say looking at the tables, each one seeming to have more kids than the last. mother sits you down at a table beside her and slides a plate over to you "cake fresh from the teddy" she smiles and you take a fork to the large slice of cake, blood pours from the hole made, you eat it happily and look up to mother "feeling sleepy dear?", the same routine every day, the morning pills puts you to sleep, atleast it's meant to. it never works and only leaves to see the things mother tries to hide. your never meant to lie, but you always do "yes mother" you force a yawn and she smiles "finish your breakfast and you can head to sleep" you nod and shovel the rest of the cake down quickly. you stand up and take your plate to the kitchen putting it in the sink. "you could atleast help", you recognize the voice instantly "sorry tom i have to sleep" he sighs "you always have to sleep, it's not fair" he pouts and continues to scrub the plates, "bye to-" he looks to you quickly "BYE? WILL YOU BE BACK?" you quickly rephrase, "see you later is what i meant tom" hug him and leave the kitchen. mother stands holding a small child "it's a human..." you think to yourself "we can't....she won't...will she?" mother looks at you and smiles "you should head to sleep dear, when you wake come outside with us...ok?" you nod and smile back leaving the dinning room and going to you room you lay on the bed and curl up "it's just what we do...." you force your eyes shut and hum. not enough time passes before you've fallen asleep. night terrors always come with....

-end of part one (it's short ik lol)

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