Chapter 4

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Flashback of 'Love' as a 5 year old.

I was looking at one of the pictures on the walls. It was my dad, he was in a war fighting for us.

I missed him, alot. He left 6 months ago. I don't think he actually cared about me,

He made me go to doctors and get shots, I hate doctors, they think I'm weird. They always are giving me painful shots. They all hate me here.

I still miss him, though. He's nicer than mom. Mom hits me when I scream, I only scream because the people in my head make fun of me.

Flashback over:

  I woke up in a cold room, no one was in here but me. I was really scared, i don't know what happened.

I turned my head and saw "hate".

"We're going back home now, c'mon."

I got and left with him. He's really the only nice person in my life. I loved how he heard voices too, and so he'd never make fun of any of my breakdowns.

He had them too sometimes, but they never were as bad as mine.

I just wanted my dad back. He died in war when I was 6. My mom started being alot more violent after that, but only we knew.

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