Sebastian's Story

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I'm dedicating the story of my life to the love of my life and my wife, Aries Ion Harrison and my family. My brothers-in-law, Ciel and his husband, Sebastian, my wife's sister, Cierra, my wife's parents, and of course my admin, Ally. Thank you all and I hope you enjoy.

~Sebastian Ira Michaelis

“SEBASTIAN RUN!” I hear my mother scream from inside our house. I do as she says, however, I don’t run away, I run inside our shed where I see my father laying on the floor with a pool of blood around him. My eyes widen and tears start to spill from my eyes. My father was dead. I take a few steps back and I turn around. I see someone coming for me. I step out of the shed and I run. I run as fast as I can and I never stop. As I’m running my head fills with questions. Who are those people? What did they want? Why did they murder my father? Is my mother ok? According to that shriek I heard, I don’t think she was. They probably killed her too. I wanted to save her, but what could I do? I’m only five. Theres only so much a five year old could do.

A few hours later, my legs give in and I decide to stop. I think this is far enough from my house. What do I do now? I’m sitting in a grass field. On one side, the only thing you could see for miles is grass, however, on the other, theres a dark forest. I stare up a the sky for a moment and then I start crying. Today, my parents died. Today, I’m stuck all alone in the dark. Today, there’s no one I can trust. Today, for the first time ever, I’m scared.

It’s around midnight and the air is still. Suddenly, I hear the bushes move. My heart starts racing and I have no idea who it might be. I kept hoping it was my mother, coming to look for me, but I was wrong. A large, buff man came out from between the trees holding a torch. He sees me and comes closer. I was debating whether I should run away or stay and let him take me with him. In the end, I stayed. Once he got close enough, I got a better look at his face. He looked friendly. He asked me what my name was and I told him. He smiled and picked me up. He started walking toward the dark forest, but he stopped when he heard me whimpering. He simply nodded; understanding and he took another shortcut that did not involve us walking through a dark forest.

We walked for a while and then we stopped at a large mansion, that could easily be mistaken by a haunted house. It was dark and I cannot describe to you how much I hated the dark. He told me it was ok and I didn’t know if I could trust him. He walked up to the steps and opened the door. Despite the mansions dark look outside, inside it felt like it was still morning. I was tired and hungry. My eyes were puffy and red. He sat me on one of the chairs and pulled out some food. We sat there and stared at each other. My parents had taught me that I could not start eating anywhere until I was given permission. He smiled at me and told me that I could. I didn’t have time to smile back because the moment he said I could I dug my face into the food and didn’t stop until I was full.

I looked up at him and he was looking at me with wide eyes. I got scared. Did I do something wrong? He told me that he was staring at my eyes. He told me they were a strange color. I was on the verge of tears. Was I ugly? He shook his head. He told me it was a positive thing, that they were beautiful. I smiled my usual smile and he nodded.

He picked up our dishes and took me to a room. It was a large room with toys and books, like it was meant for a child. He laid me down and tucked me in. I was warm. Before I fell asleep, the last thing I saw was his face looking like the devil himself, smirking.

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