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"Why do I go to a therapist? Well, it started back when I was a kid........"
Cry's Pov.
I was around 6 when my old man left. It hit us pretty hard...especially my mom. Without financial support, Mom was forced to take a ton of extra jobs to pay the bills on the house. Because of all the extra jobs, she was always exhausted and never had time play with me. I ended up learning how to cook at a young age, seeing how eating take-out, pizza and basically thing else that you could get quickly delivered to your house. I began making dinner for my mom and me when I turned 7 and began cooking classes with my next-door neighbor. She was a kind old lady with grey hair that was always in a bun and she fairly short, standing about 5'3 if I can remember correctly from the last time I saw her. The thing about her though was her eyes. They were a bright, sharp green that could silence a full grown man with just a single glance. She taught me every Saturday and every Sunday, occasionally on Fridays after I got home from school. The lessons ended when I was 14 when my neighbor's family moved to a care home somewhere. Soon after, Mom got fired from one of her jobs, leading her to drink. During one of these little bar trips, my mom was stabbed by some crazed drugged up woman. She made it to her car and began to drive, but soon succumb to the bloodless and blacked-out which lead to her crashing into a tree. I was told she died a few hours later in the hospital. The only person who decided to take care of me was my uncle. He was never home, always traveling the world so I had the house to myself. I was sent to a therapist to help me cope. I found comfort in anonymity, leading to my habit of wearing my mask. I hated people staring at me and whispering about me because of what happened. The mask made me feel safe, it helps me to feel like a braver and better person. Welp, that's why I go to a therapist. And I guess you also know why I wear a mask..
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