Concerned

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I have finally been granted entrance into my father's study. I'm so excited to find out what goes on in the basement. Then again I'm also concerned. See I never really knew my mother, she disappeared when I was only three. Well that's what my father says but I don't know what to believe. I also had an older sister, but my father sent her away when I was five. She let her curiosity get the best of her, well that's how my father puts it. I try not to think about it too much. It puts ill thoughts of my father in my head. As I sit and think the excitement slowly fades away and concern starts to cloud my mind. while my thought process changes I start to remember things. The memories I've tried so hard to repress and forget seems to have found a way to escape from the back of my mind. The more I remember the larger the cloud of concern grows. The concern is starting to swallow my mind whole.

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