After some through testing, I realised that some people were not able to get notifications from the original version of this book and that was due to the description. I tried changing the description but it heavily refused to budge, so I am just reposting the book again.
This is why I don't write descriptions!!
CW/TW: Bad ketchup (aka blood)
Mom tucked me into bed and gave me a small kiss on my forehead. "Night my little jellybean" she murmured. "Where's Dad?" I asked. She didn't answer my question but booped my nose. Silently she closed the door.
...
"Bdubs... BDUBS" I yell – whispered. He snored back at me. Annoyed, I got out of bed and crept out into the corridor. The corridor was dark but a light shone from downstairs. "Hello?". My hello echoed through the house. It was so quiet.
"𝙐̳̎𝙐̳̎𝙐̳̎𝙐̳̎𝙐̳̎𝙂̳̎𝙂̳̎𝙂̳̎ል̳̎ል̳̎ል̳̎፱̳̎፱̳̎፱̳̎፱̳̎፱̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ፏ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎ⶴ̳̎"̎"̳̎
That noise was... very loud. Mom came running up the stairs and right past me. And she was crying, she never cries. A trail of ketchup followed her, the bad kind. When I turned around, Dad was standing by the stairs. One hand was behind his back and knife in the other. "Scar..." he started but then stopped himself. There was bad ketchup all over his face.
"What did you do?" I croaked. "People do bad things sometimes kid" he mumbled. My bedroom door creaked open and Dad quickly hid the knife behind his back. Bdubs peeked out, his face looking very scared. "Hey little moss ball" Dad drawled. Very secretly, Dad threw the knife into the holes of the laundry hamper.
Bdubs tried to run up to Dad but I held him back. "Dad's not feeling himself right now, Bdubs" I lied. "But I wanna hwug him" he whined. Mom came out of nowhere and picked Bdubs up. "Dad needs a little rest right now and so do you" she said. "Oh... good nwight Daddy". "Good night moss ball".
"Hehe mwoss bwall" Bdubs giggled.
Mom took my hand and walked us back to our bedroom. She tucked us back in to bed and kissed our foreheads. "Good night my little beans". She closed the door behind as she left. Bdubs went back to sleep almost immediately. I couldn't sleep, not a wink.
*BANG!!*
Something... someone fell down the stairs. I got out of bed and ran to my door but it was locked. It wouldn't open no matter how hard I tried. "Mom... mom" I sobbed.
~*~
Basically the prologue. Writing lisps is hard without making it look like you're really bad at spelling but eh? What am I gonna do about it?!
Also yes this is Scar's first memory as the title suggests. How wonderful.
See ya cool peeps ;3
