He's Not Normal (Completed)

XVI

Y'all I'm just saying I cried while writing this. Prepare yourself <3

     I began to pace my room. For some reason I was mad. I mean I had no reason to be mad. I was just on a date with a boy I started to like, and Amy had a guy of her own over. But for some reason.. I wanted to see him choke.... on scissors.

  

   "Mummy! Mummy!" I ran into the lounge. Mum was sat on the couch, rubbing her belly. It had just formed a bump, she said that a baby was cooking. "When will it be here?"

   "In a few months, darling." She smiled at me. "Did you need something?"

   "Yes! I want to start school and make friends and be a doctor when I get older!"

   She smiled, pulling me into a hug. "You can be whatever you want to be, Dan. No one can't stop you."

   "You mean it?" I beamed.

   "Of course, my love." She kissed my forehead. "Now run along, I need to go cook before your father comes home."

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   "Mummy! Mummy!" I ran into the kitchen where she was. Adrian was in his highchair, and she was feeding him.

   "What is it Daniel? I'm feeding your brother."

   "I.. I need you to sign this.."

   "Get your father to he's in the den."

I watched her as she smiled and cooed at the toddler before her, she was so happy when her eyes were on him.

   "What's the matter dear?"

   I looked around. "W-Whos there?"

   "I'm your new friend," the thing said. "You can trust me."

   "You promise?" I sniffled.

   "I pinkie promise, Daniel. You and I are going to be the best of friends.... "

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   "He says there's a voice in his head.. That speaks to him,"

   "Does it have a name?"

   "That's the thing.. He won't tell me. Just says it whispers secrets to him. Tells him who to trust and who not to trust."

   "And that's why he killed his family?"

   "Yes."

   "What do we do with him?"

   "Take him to that home that kid Peter went to until he gets better."

    "They're speaking as if you're sick.." It whispered. "But you're not... They are."

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   "Oh my God..."

   "He.. He's cut a gash in his arm and made hand prints on the walls... "

   "With what!?"

   "His.. His nails"

   "This boy is mental."

   "He has issues"

   "No wonder he wasn't loved. I'd ignore this kid too."

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