Dark Shadows

Ch.2

The pain

It all started when I was five, the pain. At the time I didn't know what was going on. I didn't know that everything was going to hell slowly but surely it was. I remember at the tender age of five years old my mother would always play with me , whether it be with dolls or playing hide and seek. My life at the time was nice, simple , and full of fun however that all changed when my father got caught up more with his work than spending time with his family. The more he worked the further he got away from us. He worked hard for a lawyer always doing what he could to help his innocent clients win their cases. It wasn't until around thanksgiving when he showed up late to dinner that everything went to hell. My mother had sent me to my room after we both ate to talk to my father but what I heard wasn't a simple talk which led to an apology. This was a fight , in fact it was my parents first fight with each other, they both yelled back and forth between each other for hours their voices getting louder and louder causing me to cover my ears and cry. I was actually for the first time in my life afraid of my father. I know I shouldn't have been but I was scared of him and avoided him for a while afraid he would go off on me but he never did. Ever since my parents fought it got worse and worse , one time I wanted to have a tea party with my dad but he just slapped me and said never to bother him again. As the next month started up heading toward Christmas and New Years my parents fought even more , the fights ending with my mom covered in bruises if not scars most of the time.

I always thought I would grow up to live a happy life but boy was I naïve. I had witnessed so many fights between my parents it wasn't even funny but everything became a nightmare once my father started taking his anger out on me. It happened after New years , normally people have a party to celebrate it but we didn't. Instead my parents fought again causing my mother to leave without me, I tried to cheer my father up but he wasn't having it. He took me to the basement of our house and beat me saying that I was nothing, completely worthless, and a waste of time and space. I begged and pleaded for him to stop but he didn't stop until he was tired. I was covered in bruises and sore from the pain. My mom didn't come back for like 3 months into the new year so I was left to be the subject of my father's abuse both physical and verbal. It didn't matter what he said he or did to me it always hurt. I came to a point where I just blanked out and went numb letting him do to me as he pleased. When April hit for my sixth birthday my mom came back , she told me she spent some time with my godmother Lee Okimura a beautiful Japanese - American women who was the sweetest person in the world once you got to know her which is why she stayed gone for three months straight. I did what I could to keep the bruises and my pain hidden but my mom was sharp and noticed everything. When she asked where dad was I told her he was at work and wouldn't be back till later on. She was pissed and had me tell her everything that happened while she was gone, I told her and it left her livid like she had the look of murder in her eyes I was shaking in fear from her because I had never seen her so angry , I wanted to run away but she calmed down when she noticed my demeanor change. She then took me out for ice cream and to shop for whatever I wanted and as a six year old I didn't want much just a lot of books. Let's just say I had enough to last me a while. Later that night my dad came home with his hair a disheveled mess and his clothes all wrinkled , I wanted to ask him where he went but stayed silent as he looked at my mother who was seething with rage looked at him with murder in her eyes. I left them alone and went to my room with the door locked behind me, once I was out of sight the yelling began and that night I learned my dad had an affair and it had been going since last year. That was the beginning of my pain filled nightmare and it was only going to get worse from here on out.

Do you still want to continue with me on this journey of darkness? If so , then prepare yourself for more heartache and pain. There will be more as the darkness grows stronger. Run, before it consumes you.