Black Tears...

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My story began when I was 8. I was a stray NightMare after my family had been killed by NEO. I often hid in alleyways to stay safe. One day an extremely nice woman found me alone.

Woman???: Well aren't you a cute little thing
Cara: ...
Woman???: You deserve better then this. 

She took my cold hand and brought me back to her home. She registered me in as a human so I could go to school. Once her husband and 2 daughters found out she had taken in a NightMare... they began to disown her and me of course... Sense NEO would get suspicious if my father had unregistered me and threw me back out onto the streets he decided to keep me, for his own sake of course... I lived in utter hell for 10 years... He would abuse me, use me as a slave, and disown me in many other ways... From the day I entered that house I became his servant. I was only to leave the house for school and to get him things. If I ever stood up for myself he would threaten to tell NEO about me. Of course he would get arrested if they ever found out I was in his custody, so all they were was fake threats... but as a child they scared me. My 2 step sisters treat me like a toy. When we where kids I was their walking manikin, they always throw toys at me and put hideous makeup on me. I also had to do whatever they asked of me...

My father has been beating my mother ever sense she brought me home... I guess the stress of him possibly getting arrested because of me got to him... I always wished to save her... my father finally snapped completely and locked her in the basement for good. She was never to come back upstairs, her 2 daughters could never see her again, frankly I don't think they cared... Walking through walls is one of a NightMares abilities so occasionally I would go see her. She never blamed me for what father did to her... she would always say

Mother: This is not your fault, nor is it mine. I'm just glad I was given the chance to save you.

Living here is better then being a street rat so I'm thankful to her... But no matter how many times I cry, the black tears of a NightMare never go away...

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|~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~|
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