sorry for everything~ a biography

new father

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Kindergarten is just a blur in my head, memories of trying to impress MB and memories of playing Polly
I remember the first night I met my stepfather, I woke up in my aunt's room upstairs, and was really confused. I left her room and tiptoed down the hall past my cousins room, past the kitchen, and slowly started to walk down the steps, when I reached the bottom I ran into the door that separates the upstairs from the downstairs. That door was never closed. I opened the door and walked down the hall to the bedroom that I shared with my mom. I sneaked inside and turned to crawl into my side of the bedroom. Only to find a hulking shape outlined in the dark.
I started to cry and ran over to my mom shaking her awake, yelling "there's a monster on my side of the bed".
People always ask how the he'll I remember that when I was only two, the truth is, I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that I was so scared. People tend to remember scary events for longer and more detail than any other feeling.