Keika and the Depressing grim tales

The good and the bad of my demon aunt

Speaking of my aunt let's talk about her. Miss ma'am was like a second neglectful abusive mother to me. I have to say she did tech me a lot she taught me the alphabet, numbers how to spell my name but of course we have to add a little trauma in the mix. She taught me the alphabet by putting the classic alphabet magnets on the fridge. Everyday after school I would have to put them in order and if I got just one wrong BAM she'll hit on my back with a yelling combo when and if I got them right it was a simple good job. Same thing with the numbers now let's talk about how she taught me how to spell my name I remember it like it was yesterday. We were living in an apartment at the time my mother was hosting one of her famous kick backs. I was only 4 or 5 at the time I just finished my home work the only thing that was missing was my name so I hopped my chubby cheeked tail up walked up to my mother and asked how to spell my name. Now let me set the scene it was my mother, aunt and her friend in the kitchen her friend kids were also with her they were all sitting at the kitchen table drinking except the kids obviously. Lets continue with the story, I asked her ( my mother) how to spell my name as my mother was about to answer my aunt ( the demon) chimes in and says Keika still doesn't know how to spell her name ? My mother says " no chile" and rolls her eyes my aunt reply to that was " oh hell no she's gonna learn to spell her name TONIGHT" ( Que Lighting) so she sits me down at the table grabs a piece of paper and a pencil and writes my name on it her rules were I had to spell my name out loud till they ( all the adults) come back from getting our food ( it was pizza) and if I were to stop spelling my name out loud my siblings or my mothers friends kids would have to tell on me and I was to get in, her words ( my ass cut) so they leave and I spell my name out loud for it feels like hours I remember my tongue and throat getting so dry but I was to scared to stop they get back after Idk how long and the first thing my aunt ( the demon ) dose is go in the room and asked the other kids if I stopped obviously my scary ass didn't so they had nothing to tell and my aunt says good and she said I could stop then she gave me a hug...... a hug yall 😂