His sweet little nightmares

Take Your Pills

Hello. Do you have a family? I think all of us does. Is it perfect? Does 'perfect' even exist? But somehow, everyone is obssessed with perfection. They seek for it but instead nothing is to be found. Other kills for it. Others go insane for it. Others die because of trying hard to find it. Why are we seeking for perfection? Why do we intend to be happy without actually considering anything that surrounds us? Can't normal people be sad and depress without even being criticized? Oh. That's right. Society is somewhat like a pill to us. A pill that controls us unknowingly. Unaware. We become its' living puppets.

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"honey, take your pills" is what mama said to me. It helps me calm down. My mind stays neutral somehow whenever I take one pill. Tho somehow one isn't enough. Papa told me to take two for more powerful effect, it'll make me happy. I took three and it lead me to wonderland. Peaceful shits-- nothing but golden pigs. I sleep peacefully with these pills. I become numb and somehow, happy. My family is perfect with just taking my pills. My life is perfect with having those pills. Why do I have those? I do not only take those pills but also my family. They take more than just three pills each day. We take it as a way that our day is always bright and cheery. Things that people see as negative, we see it as an opportunity.

Although there is just one problem-- my sister, georgina, does not take the pill. She says it is poisonous and that it made us insane. We did not mind tho as to which we understand that maybe she's still just adjusting. Maybe she did not like the taste of the pills. I lent her once but she shoved it away. She is a distraction. She is too negative for our family. We must stay happy. "Take your pills" my papa told her. "You're insane" and with that, papa slapped her. But papa was not mad, he was understanding. His smile was clearly shown when he slapped my sister. He was happy.

One night, mama and papa went out for shopping. They took their pills before heading out. I locked the doors for our safety and cleaned the living room. As when I was just about to take one pill, my sister slapped my hand and shoved away the pill. It scattered on the floor. Her face was in full anger and bright red. I looked at her with a smile and told her "that is not how you take a pill, georgina".

"Stop taking that pill, Mack!"

I did not understand her. "why would I stop? don't you wanna be happy too?"

"Are you kidding me?! Can't you see?! It's because of that pill, you and our parents became a freak show. Blinded by your happiness that you even forgot that humans have infinite emotions. You're destroying yourself, mack. Wake up!"

With that, I smiled at her and shooked my head. I kneeled down to pick up the pills but suddenly something hit my head and everything went dark.

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Me and my husband were just heading home from shopping. We were both drained and probably needed to take more pills once we arrive home.

"I hope Mack and Georgina got along" said by my husband.

We finally arrived home and slowly parked at our garage. The house was silent but porbably because the kids are peacefully asleep. I do hope they took their pills before sleeping. Hopefully, georgina took a pill too.

We went inside our house and noticed that there were scattered pills everywhere on the floor. My husband cleaned the mess while I scanned the living room for the kids. I noticed a sound upstairs and signalled my husband to follow. "Mack? Georg?"

"Mama. Come here" it was mack's voice.

Me and my husband hastily went upstairs and straight to their bedroom. As we entered their room, Mack was their with the most precious smile he has and pointed at his right. There, to what seemed like a girl hanging and with her mouth sliced open, ear-to-ear. And her eyes sewed wide open. It was georgina.

"Georgina told me to wake up. I was worried that she was not okay anymore. I helped her. I found another way. I finally had the guts to help my poor sister" he was overjoyed while raising up his hands with both holding up a knife and a thread.

I went towards him and gave him a hug. "Good boy, now we're a perfect family"