I would wake up jerking out of bed but for some strange reason i would never have tears in my eyes, Or have muffled a scream. I would run to their room and see if they were still there.
(A couple years later about age 7)
I live in an apartment now with my mom her new boyfriend (My dads old best friend) and my sister..i haven't seen my dad in almost 2 years..and have nearly forgotten what his face looked like. My Moms boyfriends name is Aaron. He goes to school sometimes and has no job so hes home a lot. As a child i never listened to well and my punishment was to sit in the basement pitch black all alone for as long as he felt. But as i sat there i wasn't crying and screaming because i was in trouble. It was because in my own mind i was seeing the cry in the mask that slaughtered my parents in my dream slowly creeping up the steps towards me. He would get almost one step away then disappear then appear at the bottom of the steps again sometime later. I guess this triggers my fear of the dark and of the basements i now have. Since Aaron noticed that this punishment wasn't working due to me crying and screaming all the time so he would result to Physical punishment instead. And my mom new about it.
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Cerita PendekNot a lot of people know about my past. I usually like to keep it that way because i hate who i used to be. But sometimes you have to accept who you are and let everyone know.
