BORN OF A SERF

Shoddy Woody

.... Hadn't he left an hour ago? Perhaps, to visit friends...
Hadn't he left in mere shorts and sleeveless?
When on earth will father return? He is strong. He will fight off the hunting monster.
...... But nay!
I shall not remain here. Not even after this is all over. Father must relocate! We must leave this doom's door; else, i shall run. Run as leg would have me carried. To the street, orphanage..... I don't care hell where!

Hadn't yet concluded my thoughts whilst a
scrambling sound brought me to stiffen
My eyes flickered blankly, heart raced to and fro a million mile. I'd no better hideouts, no safe abode. The cottage looked it could be torn down the next minute. anciently feeble.

Frenziedly i thrust a wood across the door, making it impossible to open from behind. Sweat splashing down my forehead and palms glistened with moist. I flinched as the bangs came loud and rushy. It came so repetitively In such that i wee into my pants, acutely frightened. Whimpering with desperation, my lip quivering along. Both hands were fastened against my little chest and wouldn't loose. It just wouldn't loose. I hugged myself as though my entire life depends on it. That horrible moment, i realized, i was nothing left but a mushed flake
of winter frost....

Thereafter, the bangs ceased abruptly. All went blank, such that lasted for few seconds. My head and mind beeping alarmingly.
He is a monster!
A ghost!
He would soon vanish from there! He would shadow in through walls and sip like harmless wind and then......i will be nothing left than cramps of cracked bone and under his viperous teeth!

Such Were the killing thoughts that thundered along my each heart pang.

Did i hear something?

I listened with an attention so rapt.
I thought i heard a choking sound, a grunt or chuckle.
Couldn't fathom what it was, quite indistinct.
I remained unmoved for like thirty seconds yet i heard no more than somewhat a scrambling sound against the wooden door, then silence ensued. A much more lasting silence. The type called 'everlasting'

I couldn't be fooled, neither loose my guards. It might be some sort of trick to have me unbolt the door.
Father would call me by my name once he returns "

assuring myself, then i made a learning-like sit by the door.
Nothing would change my mind, i could never be more unyielding at anything as unbolting the door.
S

econds passed, minutes, hours, all trod by and i was still against the door. My wearied lashes soon started to fail, uncontrollable drowsiness finally had me possessed. Mind floated a mystical field, playing 'hide and search.....,
It thundered laughingly.

Jerked, i wondered at it,only to find it faded sooner than it echoed.

My balls lingered absently again , heart doll, brain lulled to stillness.
And in the grave yard cottage, so dark and lonely and scary, i slept soundly,
though i'd never slept alone, not since my birth....

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