Kylie and the secret of the darkness #Wattys2017

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It passed all too fast. Nobody cares about me or my feelings. At the moment I wear a black dress and I am at a funeral...my dad's funeral.

I don't know how he died, but one thing I know for sure: that I was there while the murderer was killing him, and I didn't do nothing. I remember that my father and I were at a comic store, looking for some new comics, and then everyone who was there escaped because of the killer: he was wearing a costume, the Joker's costume, I bet you all know the Joker because it was also Batman's enemy, and he was so realistic, but why would he have killed my dad? While The Joker was killing my dad, he told me "Go away Kylie, now! I love you, I will never forget you!" Those were his last words, and then after an hour I came back to the shop and I saw my dad with a rope on his neck and he was hanged on the wall and he wasn't breathing anymore, and I realized that I lost him and I could do something, but what? My dad was just a cartoonist, with a great job and a family.

But now I am just here, and I am alone, nobody came except my mother and me, the others, his relatives, his friends, they were all scared of the Joker's return.

"I am going to the bathroom to refresh myself, and then I am going home, do you want to come or do you want to follow the procession until the end?" my mother said
"I understand that you are shocked and you want to go home, but I want to stay with dad til' the last second I can pass with him, I am coming home by bus, there is a bus stop near here." I replied
"Okay, don't forget to stay strong, now you are alone, you can tell to the dad everything you have wanted to tell him, don't stay there until late, please I don't want to lose you too honey."
"Yes, thank you mum, I will be okay, please now go, I want to stay with him five more minutes."

Then she left and I went out to the garden to breathe some fresh air and to relax a little bit. I was worried about my mother, because she promised me that with my dad's help she could stop with the alcohol, with the drugs, with everything that could be bad for her health, but now I am afraid she could restart, and I don't want, because she is the only one relative that I have, and I love her too much to lose her too.

I was thinking so hard that I didn't know that it was 8:30 o'clock and I promised my mum not to be late for dinner.
Fortunately I live in Bath, so the bus wasn't full of people, but almost, I was in time, "Thank you god" I said looking at the sky for one second. In that second I saw the stars put in a strange way, a kind of sign "City, war, magic, wizard" there was written that? Weird. I took a photo of those stars, and I went up the bus to the way home.