It was 1968 when Niko was taken.
On the day of my birthday.I remember the day so clearly as if I were still there.We were playing Marco Polo in the lake.Niko was Marco so he was swimming around and screaming Marco.Until one scream was different.He screamed "HELP ME SISSY!!".I swam as fast as I could to get him and so was my dad across me, but I was too late.It was later reported to the cops and they found a mangled dead body with his intestines hanged out and one eye missing.The face.....its mouth was hanging open in a forever terrified expression.We later moved away into the city to avoid another incident.Later Mom was pregnant with a boy.
She gave birth to a healthy baby boy his name was Joe.He later died of a unknown reason.My Mother was so devastated that she killed herself.She wrote in a note "...I just couldn't take it anymore,my two baby boys are dead."My father later started drinking but tried to hide it from me but it was in vain.Soon,he remarried and lied about all the deaths in the past.
I later ran away and lived with my Aunt Luna.I later named my self Sol and changed my last name to Rodriguez and then lied about being related to my family.
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What Lays Below the Kelp
Horror16 year old Charlie is devastated when her 3 year old brother drowns in the lake by her house in San Francisco CA. bRo ReAd tHe DaMn bOoK