if CP's had daughters

laughing Jill

   "Jackalen James ray, correct?" i don't look up nor do i speak i just give an absent nod. i understand that you've been having problems at home. do...... do you wanna talk about it? i shake my head and grab my book from my bag and start reading from the page i stopped at last, meaning the option to talk to me was closed.

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   "ok jackalen stay safe and don't forget about next weeks appointment." i keep my eyes trained on the page as what looks to be an eight year old girl walks past me and into the room. "oh hello sally, did you have another nightmare?" 

   sally? what a cute name, i watch as the little girl nods. shes like a ray of sunshine in my life of a storm. my face sets in a disapproving scowl. i wish i was anytime but Monday. i just wanna go back to the circus of terrors, the one place where i can be a creepily sullen clown.

   "J.J.! hay hold up!" my head wips up and i see the one person only i can see. a monochrome clown with pink hair.

   "april fools."the disdain was clear in my voice, but it didn't deter her.

   "i was thinking we could hang out. maybe at the house?" she floats beside me as i walk.

   we come to a hollowed out tree i pull aside the moss i use as a door and step in starting down into my underground home. April treys to follow but i stop her. "no. go away." i let the moss fall back in place and climb down the ladder. 

   my home isnt very large just a cave of sorts, no electricity or light is needed. but than again when have i ever needed real light to see? a dome like room is where i end up in than branching off to the left is a room like place where i keep my food in the corner of my room is my bed and next to the bed is a desk with a chair, and in that chair sat a large monochrome clown. my mother, laughing jill.

   i school my face from shock to fear to anger until my face hardens to a impassive cold mask. "what do you want jill?" 

   her mouth twists into a  snear of a black liped smile, her teeth sharp as a shark or canable. "oh baby," she puts on a fake pout as if hurt. "i thought i asked you to call me mummy."

   "and i told you no, i want nothing to do with you." somehow i manage to keep my voice calm and collected. "you killed my family anyways, so i think ill pass."

   she looked as if id slapped her, first horror than anguish before pure rage took over. "what have i told you about saying blasphemy like that?!"she starts to walk closer to me before shes close enough to grab me by my throat. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU!"

   without any warning a deck of playing card's start to fly around us aiming straight for jill several embedded themselves in her back and she let out a earsplitting scream as she droped me to the floor. she screamed again as more cards hit her, black blood pooled around her form as the last card embedded deep in her back right on the spinal cord. 

   a mist started to emerge in my room as i look at my mother in horror static starts to sound in my head.

   "jackalen?" the voice sounds like that of someone i remembered, but not quit. "jackalen, get up." a hand lands on my shoulder making me jump. i could barley hear his voice over the screams of my mom. i struggle to stand, using the wall for support. "remove the cards so she can start to heal, its only right. she did give you life." i gritted my teeth before reaching for one of the cards. a large hand grabs my wrist, i look up to see a blank face of non other than the slenderman. once he knows he had my full attention he tapped the side of his head with a finger.