Devil's Seed

introduction

I watched them drag my father away in handcuffs. My small figure stood at my front door, not daring to walk outside and watched the FBI agents shove my daddy into the back of a police car. My young mind couldn't process what was happening.

Why were they taking daddy?

Did he do something bad? He was in handcuffs with his head held low, avoiding eye contact with me and mommy.

Not my daddy. My daddy loved me and he made sure he told me everyday. He taught me so much and I'm thankful for that. Now he's being snatched away from me, I didn't know how to process it. My mother conversed with one of the law enforcement agents with tears staining her brown skin.

Her eyes were folded across her chest and her jet black curls rested on her shoulders. Her eyes were puffy and red from all of the crying she'd been doing. The stress was written all over her face and I felt for her. Daddy was our rock so now we have to figure out how to live without him.

I didn't know whether I should cry or yell at these officers. Daddy didn't like when I cried so I didn't. I wanted to be strong for him, for mommy, but how can I be strong when the bad people took away the man that gave me my strength.

Five years later, I was fifteen years old to be exact. I found out my father was what they called a serial killer, which is defined as a person who murders three or more people, usually in service of abnormal psychological gratification.

But to me, he was still my everything.

Slowly trying to get back in the swing of things.

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