Sorry for not posting anything. School sucks, you know?
Anyway. Here. Have it.
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Chapter 6
It’s Thursday today. I and Cry have been chatting these few days. We have become quite good friends.
‘Hey, pal. How are you?’ I got a Skype message. Of course from Cry. I smiled and wrote the response.
‘Hello. Everything’s okay. Just a little sleepy. How about you?’
‘I’m good. You know you can just go to sleep if you are sleepy. Smileyface.’
‘Yea. I don’t know if I can.’ I frowned remembering the nightmares.
‘Why if I may ask.’
‘I had nightmares when I was fourteen. Now I thought that they stopped but few days ago they started again.’ I felt somewhat weird talking about this stuff. As I sent the message he voice called me.
“Hey.” I sighed.
“Hey.” he answered. There was a few seconds of silence. “So.. You want to talk about it?” I took a minute to think about it. Maybe it would be better if I told him. “If you don’t want to then you don’t have to.”
“No, no I guess it would be better to tell someone. May I start from the beginning then, huh?” I heard a little ‘mhm’ and took a deep breath. “When I was fourteen my... my mother… she killed my dad. Just as she started I happened to be walking into the room they were in. She didn’t notice me and I was too scared to say something. In the end I managed to get out that one word. Dad, I said. Right then she turned to me and smiled the most terrifying smile I had ever seen. She then beat me up and almost killed me too. From that day… I was too scared to say another word ever again.
I hided the bruises and went to school. In my class all my friends abandoned me. I was bullied. Everyone would always beat me up and say mean things to me. No one wanted to be a friend with a freak. There was only one girl who kept trying. For one year she didn’t leave me and that’s why I opened up and started to pass her notes and after some time I started to talk with her when only she was around. But then I had to go to high school and we parted our ways. I moved away to another town for high school. Again not saying a word to anyone. Still bullied a lot.
In the way I found out about you. I liked how you never showed your face, how you didn’t share any personal stuff with your viewers. Sometime later I started my own YouTube channel and I too didn’t show my face. I made up a whole new story for myself and started to believe it. I never shared any detail about me to anyone. No one knew me. The nightmares about my mother killing my father over and over again stopped. And I was finally happy again. It was nice for those few years, but being in the same state as my mother I was still a bit scared so few days ago I moved here, to Florida. And Monday the nightmares started again. Now she killed me. I felt every little cut and hit.” I sighed. Cry was silent through the whole story and was now. “Cry?” I asked carefully.
“Oh. Man… I’m really sorry Shadow. It must have been really hard for you.”
“Yea..”
“Do you feel any better now?”
“Yea it feels way better now.”
“Well, that’s good!” he said in really cheerful tone. I smiled. “I think I heard that you are in Florida?” he asked.
“Yea. I am.”
“How about we hang out sometime?” Cry sounded hopeful and I couldn’t reject him. Besides I was always dreaming of meeting him.
“That sounds like fun time.” I laughed.
“Great!” he exclaimed.
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Thank you everyone who's reading this. I love all of you.
-Cathy
