steps toward the end

what was that?

Today, it seemed to me a little strange, I thought the day would be sunny, and the skies would be clear, and there would be clouds like Harry's favorite cotton candy,

It was the perfect weather to take a picnic with my dear son Harry and my dear husband Frederick, but after I prepared the picnic box it rained so much that it looked as terrifying as the end of the world, but not that strange thing.Rather, wad Harry's reaction when we saw the air, he was usually afraid of thunder and rain, but today, he wanted so badly to get out in that scary weather, Frederick agreed with him, so I did not have the ability to oppose, mothers agree to everything their children want, even if it is strange Children have a view that if they don't do what they want they will kill themselves as if their lives depend on that thing!!

Do not think that their view suggests kindness, but for us, as parents, we bear a responsibility towards our children, this is scary. Yes, it is scary. I heard that a child wanted to go out to play, but his mother did not want that because in front of her house there are dogs, but her son did not take her opinion, so he went and what you think happened to him Now the dogs ate him brutally, when the body was found. The mother did not differentiate where his hand or foot was. All he had on him was randomly cut blocks.
So we went in the car for a walk in a forest near our house

I didn't walk in that woods much, after my marriage to Frederick I only took care of the house and my child

As we drove in our ES1 Jaguar, Harry shouted in a voice as if it wasn't him and said turn right I want to see where there is, I saw Frederick who went without saying anything in shock, as if dictating orders to him. I didn't say anything because I knew it wasn't my son Harry..

On the ground, we got out of the car starting with Harry, whose features became like a killer obsessed with seeing his victims tortured by him. Thinking how to escape from this deserted and dreadful place, I felt a small, frozen hand holding me tightly, it was the hand of that "thing." I wouldn't say it was Harry because I know my son better than Anyone else and what was frightening was that his hand was frozen, turning blue, as if it were a living corpse..
He grabbed me and took me to the slope with my husband. I thought for a moment that he wanted to throw us. My guess was right, I wanted to escape, and the person who helped me escape at that time was Frederick. He quickly grabbed Harry,And he said to me: The keys in the car, run, save your life, live, dear Jane. Know that I will always love you. I never stopped running to get to the car, and I didn't stop crying.

My husband also senses Harry's mystery as I'm running the engine and crying I hear two people fall off a cliff and I know who they are I walk as hard as I can out of that woods, I call my dear friend Johnny because I'm never going back to that place I once called my home. I found in the car my luggage was Frederick who prepared Everything to escape is as if he found the idea of ​​a picnic an idea that will never repeat itself.

I found a letter saying:
My dear, I have always felt the change in our son's aura, so I prepared everything to save you Your life is thousands of times more important than me. Call Johnny and tell him the story. When I wrote the letter, I remembered our first meeting. For the sake of your life, Jane, don't forget me

Your husband, Frederick
I survived. Johnny was waiting for me, I told him everything, and he believed me. ,After years of the incident, I found work in the city and began a new life. But I still wonder where my real son Harry.

The end