Pure Trauma

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[please don't take this storey seriously,its ment for the shits and giggles]

Lampert was staying up late one night,past his bedtime infact. He wasn't doing it because he wanted to,he just couldn't fall asleep. His room was completely dark other than the moonlight that was bairly visable due to the curtens infrount of his window.

It was a peaceful night,no light,no sounds,no desturbances,nothing. Untill,Lampert heard something from downstairs,it wasn't too loud of a noise but because of the silent night,it was easily heard for him.

The noise was sort of a banging noise,like two things clashing together,sort of like a oddly silent construction sight. But since poor Lampert had nothing to do,he decided to quietly head down stairs.

With each step,there was a creaking sound. Which didn't help the fact Lampert was trying to be silent and not wake up his parents. (Foreshadowing 😈)

Once lampert had reached the end of the staires,The noise became more audible,it sounded the same as before,just louder. He found that the sound might have been coming from his parents room. 

Now,being the innocent boy Lampert was,he thought that something bad was happening to his parents,like they were being beat to death by...something,his mind couldn't think of what to do  so he decided to open the door to his parents room slightly.

BIG MISTAKE.

Lampert saw both of his parents fucking the absolute shit out of each other. He quickly closed the door to their room and ran back upstairs,not caring about how loud or quiet he was being.

Once he got to his room,he closed the door and ran to his bed,where he hid under the blanket and waited for the morning to come.





And once morning came,Wallter and Mark had a LOT of explaining to do...

(285 words)

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