The Unbearable Curse : CreepyPasta

Chapter 18:Zero's Story

Here is Zero's story! We will be back on track next chapter! Hope you like!

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Daniel...2 1/2 months old...

"Why did you have to go and get pregnant!" Daniel (father) yelled at his wife, Ashley. "You said you were the one that wanted a family Daniel! So don't act too surprised!" Ashley stood her ground against her husband. "I wasn't that damn serious about it, and why did you have to go and name the damn thing after me!" Daniel was only getting angrier. "I actually respected and liked your name Daniel, so when we had 'him' I thought that would be a good name, looks like I was wrong!" Ashley was cut off at the end by a slap. She keeled over and held her face in her pale hand, her black hair hiding most of her tears. "I never truly wanted all this Ashley, so you can take care if the damn baby for all I care!"

Ashley fell to her knees, still holding her face as teals and sobs filled it. Daniel stomped into the kitchen, getting a beer then sitting back down on the couch to watch sports, as if nothing had just happened.

Ashley shakily stood up and pulled herself up the stairs to Daniel's room (baby). Once in the door, she looked over at her child. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, "I truly am sorry..." she sobbed.

5 years later...

Daniel's POV... (kid)

As I saw light through my window, I leaped out of bed and ran to my closet. It was never really hard for me to get up in the morning. I grabbed a blue shirt and some jeans, I then grabbed my favorite grey hoodie and slipped it on. I ran to the bathroom on my toes, knowing mom and dad were still sleeping. I looked in the bathroom mirror and smiled, my hair always gets messed up from me sleeping. My black hair was all tangled to one side, which made me giggle. I quickly brushed my teeth and glanced at the shower to my right. I don't usually take showers in the morning, also I did wanna wake up mom and dad. I smiled and ran out of the bathroom, not brushing my hair, I wanna see what mom thinks!

I ran into the kitchen with a skip, this is the only time of day I can act this way, or dad would get angry and slap me again. "Time to cook breakfast! " I said while jumping with excitement. I grabbed a bowl from the counter, then a big spoon from a drawer which I could reach, I'm pretty tall for how young I am. I accidentally knocked a knife over that was on the table, it made a loud chattering noise once it hit the ground. I picket it up and put it away.

I grabbed the flower and dumped a little (a lot) of flower inti the bowl. I laughed as I got covered in flower. My jet black hair turning grey.

"What do you think you doing!" I heard dad say and turned to see him and mom standing in the kitchen door way. "Making pancakes... I saw mom make them before..." I wasn't as happy as before, but u still managed to put a silly smile on my face, which looked white from the flower. I saw mom giggle a bit, she thought it was funny, my smile grew until my crimson eyes fell onto my dads. His eyes were an even darker crimson than mine, and they glared at me. I saw dad walk towards me, and I looked up, only to be slapped, he never hit me 'this' hard before. I tripped to the side on impact and slammed my head onto the side of the counter, tears filled my eyes at the sudden pain. I fell to the ground an lay on me side, holding my head. I heard mom gasp as I brought my hand away from my head, after feeling a warm liquid on the back of my head. "Daniel, why did you do that!" Mom sounded angry, so I knew she was talking to dad.

I sat up, my head throbbing, and looked up to see dad glaring at me... I never really knew what I did to make him so angry at me?

I have been sitting on the couch for a while, hearing mom and dad fight in the kitchen. I wished they wouldn't fight. Mid thought I heard a smack, I got up and ran to the kitchen, to see mom on the floor, and dad scowling down at her, but then his eyes turned to sadness, and I saw a small tear and he fell to his knees next to mom, I his so I wouldn't be seen. I saw mom sit up and look at dad, then she buried her face into his chest with sobs. How could mom love a man who slaps her and her child!?