Waking up in a cold sweat. Again. You've been having the same night terrors for months now, mother won't let you go to see a doctor nor a therapist. Your father insists on it, that causes them to argue. After they argue, mother always leaves and comes back late at night. She just came back, they usually don't argue when mother comes back. Why is tonight different? Their yelling intensifies, though your door is closed and they are downstairs, it's loud. Despite the loud yelling downstairs, the crickets from outside, the silence in your room, the wind blowing as the rain hits the windows. Despite these quiet sounds, it seemingly makes everything louder yet peaceful. Should you go back to sleep? You stare at the window that sits beside your bed. Looking out as the light of the moon shines through the blinds. You stare at your alarm clock that is on your nightstand, the clock reads 2:15 AM. You should really go back to sleep. You rest your head on your pillow as you pull the covers over you and close your eyes. Before you can even try to sleep, your mother screams. There's a loud 'thud'. You get out of bed, then you step at your door. Is going downstairs safe? You shake that thought off your head and twist the door knob, you don't see anything but the stairs in front of you, the only thing stopping you is fear and the door. You fully open the door and walk down the stairs.
You are horrified to see that your fathers throat is slit open, the blood spills out his mouth and the cut. The bloody knife next to his bloody corpse covers in mother and fathers blood. Mother lays not too far from him with get stomach punctured and even an intestine coming out of the wound and the blood spills out and stains the floor, drops of blood come out her mouth. You rush to the phone and dial 9-1-1..."H-Hello?" You stutter in a weary, terrified tone of voice, "This is 9-1-1, how may we help you?" The nice lady says to you over the phone. "My mommy and daddy are both on the ground, t-they have blood coming out of them. They aren't moving!" You stutter again in a panicked state. " The operator is silent for a moment. "Well be right over sweetie, do you know your address?" She asks in a calm comforting voice. "M-My address is, [ ]"
There is a knock on your door, you open it. Medics and police officers walk in. They start cuffing you, you struggle and testify against doing anything to anyone. The officers take you to the car and push you in the back. Your sobs and cries fall to deaf ears. The rest of the officers start searching the house as the medics take your parents into the back of the ambulance. You get taken in for interrogation, they were rude and brutal to you, mentally.
You end up getting taken to a psych ward and not juvie. The nurses there are nice to you, they feel bad for you but can't let you out, so they just comfort you and talk to you. The silence in your room has been deafening over the weeks. You had just finished eating dinner, it's time to sleep. You rest your head on the bed, pull the covers on you and close your eyes, actually sleeping this time. You wake up in the middle of the night, the night terrors are gone, what's making you wake up now? You see a tall rabbit silhouette with purple glowing eyes. You stare at it, then a ball rolls to you that has a note on it. You read the note and it says, "10 years". You open the ball and a strange gas emits from it, you fall asleep and forget.
1 week later you're out of the psych ward and in an orphanage, it takes 2 years for someone to adopt you. You're at your new house, with your new parents and a pet dog. They take you from the orphanage, and into their sleek black, comfortable car. You then pull up to a 2 story, brick house with a large yard and beautiful garden. You enter through the front door after exiting the car. You entered the home and saw a huge L couch sitting in front of a huge flat screen TV the carpet was tan and soft. Your new mother guides you upstairs to Your room. It's a pretty big room with two bunk beds, an office desk with an office chair, a chest of toys, a walk in closet and a huge window with blinds and curtains. Do you like it? No, you love it! You have a laptop and school supplies at the office desk and lots of clothes in the closet, they all seem to fit you.
You turn around and face your new parents. Your mother has blonde hair, a slim curvy figure, ocean blue eyes and olive pale skin. She has an unforgettable bright smile as she stands next to her husband, your new dad. He has dirty blonde hair, dark green eyes, a tall, strong muscular body and Ivory skin. As he stood next to your new mother, something about his smile was sinister, you feel as if their relationship is toxic.
The first week wasn't so bad, until one night, you're woken up by your father. He does unspeakable things to you that traumatize you, your new mother might even be worse. She puts things in your food and drinks that make you sick, is it poisonous? These two. They don't love you, you're just an experiment, ever since your first night at the house, you haven't seen the dog. The food you've been eating isn't normal. Did they make you eat the dog? Oh god. A month in, you pack up and run away. You accidentally bump into a young couple. They end up taking you in, being as good as your real parents. What went wrong?
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The Glitch In Reality
Fantasy(The first story I might be proud of, I'll try my best) ALSO Y/N IS MALE
