Oliver and Jagk

Oliver and Jagk

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October 21st, 1999 “Congratulations Mrs. Owens! It’s a healthy baby boy.” Mrs. Owens took her baby from the nurse with a tired smile, looking at her… “Um, nurse? Is there anything wrong with him?” “No, surprisingly. His eyes are naturally like that.” Amanda Owens looked at her black-eyed baby, unwillingly filling with fear. She felt a cold shiver run down her spine, smiling warily as she ran her fingers through a full head of black hair. Her child had the same messy mop, matching exactly with his eyes. “Oliver. Oliver Owens.” She smiled slightly, looking up at Oliver’s father. “I got him a toy.” Dean Owens says, holding out the teddy bear, his lips sewn tightly shut together with black yarn. His mother sighed wearily, and took the bear. “This better not be one of your tricks Dean.” She murmured, rocking the sleeping boy slightly. Oliver clutched the bear tightly to his tiny chest with his tiny hands, smiling in his sleep. Nobody ever knew what a terrible gift indeed this was, and how horribly it would affect all of their futures.
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