I was just a stupid teenager when it happened. What a fool I was. To think I can ever look back at that day and not feel a rush of pure hatred. If only I never met Zalgo.
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(Depressing ass flashback time! ♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ)
The snow drifted onto the semi-soft ground as watched the small children flail and beg for their mothers' warmth. As in, my warmth. Tears drip off my chin as I cry. "I'm sorry..." I said. "I shouldn't have had you in the first place...." I curse and punch the snow with all my strength, causing it to spray all around me. "IF ONLY I LISTENED TO THAT BLANK-FACED BASTARD!!!"
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(Btw, this is what she looks like right now in the flashback! ~(˘▾˘~))
I broke into a sob and hid my face from this cursed world. Suddenly, the idea came into my head. Get rid of them. End their suffering. Three infants in the snow, without their mothers' warmth while they themselves are mistakes? End this now.
I picked up the youngest one. She had long black hair--like me--pale skin--like me--and black eyes--likeme. She was too much like me. She'll go first. I gently held her small infant hand and made the black shadows consume her arm. They slowly spread through her whole body. Just as it took up half her left eye, she clenched her small hand around my finger. I looked at her face as she coughed up some red. I stop.
No, what kind of monster am I? I almost killed my own child! I broke into another sob and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry..." I sob as I stoke her, now halfway white and black, hair. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."
After my hour of sobbing is over. I pick up each one with shadows, but not the way I held her. I made it like a swaddle. But I make sure they aren't near me. I don't want to get too attached to them. I walk along the winter floor and over to Zalgo's house. I lay each infant on his doorstep and knocked on the door. I then teleported away, like the coward I am.
"Hey, Al!" Slenderman called as I walked into his annual Christmas party. I immediately ignore his cheerful greeting and walk upstairs. "What's wrong? Don't you want to open your presents?"
"I'll pass," I said vaguely. Can't let him know I had those kids. Thank god Shadows don't get pregnant the way humans do. "I'm going to bed."
"Want me to escort ya?" Offenderman asked, slowly placing his hands on my shoulders. I growl, grab his hands, crush them with a simple squeeze and grab his neck. I pin him to the wall with a loud crack in the house's foundation.
"Don't touch me, you sick freak," I growl through gritted teeth. I let go of the pathetic man and walk upstairs with hatred in my body.
