Death's Angel
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Last published Wed, Oct 16, 2013
A corner of his oh-so-sexual mouth raised in a half-smirk, "All you have to know is that I'm taking back what's rightfully mine."
My childhood was warped for a lot of reasons. My mom left us, my dad was really depressed, and our house burned down in a fire that nearly killed me. And then there were the other things. The things you don't talk about because you know they shouldn't have happened. Things people would rather chalk up to childish imagination rather than possible reality. Things like people appearing out of nothing, dreams leaving marks when you wake, the vaguest memory of some monster's teeth breaking skin.
So really, the basics.
I turned 17 and everything I thought I left behind as a child... came back. My mother, the idea of conflicting worlds my dreams had marked me with, and the monsters. Only, now my mother is sick. Now the ideas are brought about by brothers so different they might as well be strangers. Now the monsters aren't some vague memory.
They're all around me.
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