If you think there is anything segsual going on.. GET HELP
Pov
Drawing a picture of me and daddy. You try my best, you always love dad's work! He's so cool. He tells you about Aunty Riley a colored pencils and paint to make it perfect!
"done!"
you whisper, daddy always tell me that if you was found you wold be a host, forced to work sleeping. So you whisper now adays not wanting to be a found.
Daddy walks in my room! You run to him and hug him tight. He giggles and pats your head
"Hello my dear i wonder what story I'll hear. To see you everyday fills me with glee, oh! Is that a paper i see?"
Daddy Nick says. you jump hugging the puppet that was the size of a 4 year old now. You wished you can say sentences. But you can only muster a 'yay!' or 'no!' one word response is all you got.
You show daddy Nicholis the picture you worked hard on. His face lit up. Your art is improving you were one of the young artists or 'artling' your dad calls you, to try realism. And with the work put through at a young age he was impressed.
"Oh my Mortimer! It's wonderful my artling! You getting better, soon when you're out of here you'll be- oh who knows you'll be staring! You can be anything!!" hugging and holding your small frame like a toddler and praising you was what you were looking forward everyday or every other day. He wasn't coming like he used to. It saddens you but when he does come, you feel gitty! But... It dont last.
"NICK NAACK!!! You better get over here before I rip your spine out your back!!!"
a loud voice, raspy and scary booms in the air. Papa Mortimer. You cry in fear
"Coming father!" your father answers your grandfather. He holds you. Trying to Shush your shivering body and quiet sobs. Rosco, the big dog aunt Riley owns comes in. He hurd you. He came in to comfort you. Hugging and cuddling the big furry monster dog as daddy Nick Nack runs to Mortimer. It wasn't fair. Why does Mortimer get the attention away from you? You hug the dog. You fall asleep as the monster dog puts you under the floor so no one will find your sleeping body
"da...dy...."
A low growl comes from Rosco...words
"good night. little host"
//Sorry if it was a bit sloppy//
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