Who Knew. [ ON HOLD ]

Chapter 9

Songs: When I'm Gone x Eminem

*flashback to 8yrs ago*

"Dad!" , said a cheery little boy with emerald green eyes and a deep dimpled grin.

"Hey son. How was your day?" He finally comes home after working so hard.

"Good. I have a new toy! Its spiderman and you can press a button to make webs come out."

"Oh really. May I try to play with this so called web toy?

"Sure. Here you can have it." I toss the toy to my dad and he smiles, while turning it around.

*knocks*

"DAAD! Someone's at the door." I yell even though he's right in the kitchen and I'm in the living room.

"I'll get it." As soon as he walks up to the door to answer it, a man walks up and pushes my father against the wall.

"Harry! Go upstairs. NOW!" My father said. The nasty man that has my dad pinned against the wall finally speaks.

"Okay. I've given you weeks to give me detail about a situation that you don't want to come clean about and now that you don't want to tell me, I've figured that I'll just take matters into my own hands." He maliciously grins. What does the man mean? What situation did my dad get into?

"No don't. I have never did anything to you and now you come here. My house. You have no reason to be here and you know it. Stop looking for trouble." My dad spat. The vicious man then pulls out a gun and aims it at my dad.

"I wouldn't have said that if I were you. People like you don't deserve to live."

"NO DAD! P-L-PLEASE DON'T SHOOT HIM! I watch in horror as he cocks back the hood of the gun.
As I'm running to dial 911, the person shoots my dad head first. He looks towards me and I back against my mum's china. He runs out of the door, shutting it behind him.

"Dad! No no no." I sob. My mind cooperating on the phone with the police while my mum is on her way.

That was the day my father laid on the floor covered in blood with his son's spiderman toy in his hand. I'll never forget the day an eight year old's life became utterly confused, depressed, and worthless.

*back to reality*
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I wake up jolting to my mum. Tears streaming down my face.
"Harry! Honey please wake up." My eyes fly open and I see my mum. I'm speechless and hurt because I had to see that again. I never wanted to relive that moment. That man. I know his voice anywhere. I've heard it when I was walking back from my therapy session. It haunts me and I sit still memorizing what just happened.

Never in a million years would you think that an 8 year old boy who has been happy, turned into something so depressed and wrecked.

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Okay so this was pretty traumatizing and I'm sorry if it was short. Umm I'm sure you've been wondering why harry has been depressed, so this is why.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Lots of love,
Indyiah

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April 10, 2015 @ exactly 10:35 pm Lol
Oh yeah , thanks Jessica , comment because I forgot your username. She helped with some of this chapter.