"SHE IS ONLY FOUR YEARS OLD STOP HITTING HER!!" said mum while my dad was abusing me. He stopped. "Stacy, i don't think we can be together anymore, and peyton, this is to remember me" he said while giving me a box with a crank and it has a colorful clown on it.
"all around the mullberry bush, the monkey chased the weasle, the monkey though t'was fun. pop! goes the weasle!" it hummed. i jumped when the clown popped out. it always scared the shit out of me.
15 years later~~
i was in my room when i heard a knock at my door. i opened it to see my dad standing there, i stood there hoping he wouldnt punch me.
"h-hi dad." "hello peyton, wheres mum?" "mum died two years ago from drowning in the bathtub."i said with a sad expression. "o-oh" "stuff happens..." "can i come in?" "yeah" i said letting him in" he looked around the house.
"oh look! this is the toy i gave you to remember me by!" he said with a happy expression. "i cant believe you kept it!" "yeah well it was my favorite toy even though it scared the shit out of me." "haha."
he started cranking it, it let out a soft tune. "all around the mulberry bush the monkey chased the weasel, the monkey though'twas fun, pop! goes the weasel." the person popped out, though it wasnt colorful like i remembered.
it was black and white now. how did it change colors? oh well. "well what are you doing with your life?" "well i've been alone for two years... i havent seen any of my friends since three years ago i havent even texted them..."
"oh." my phone lit up. it was a text message. probably no one i know. "are you gonna text that person back?" i picked up my phone. it was alex. why would he text me? why now? the text message read:
Peyton i havent seen/texted you in three years! how have you been? and why did you just... disappear?
i texted back:
well i disappeared because i turned really depressed... im fine... my dad is over too...
i took a picture of my dad and sent it to him.
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im friends with laughing jack
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