Walk In Shadows Journal Reply
Ive never had my dad lay a hand on me. Just the mother and stepdad that do. Im sure you know what its like when they hit you though. As it progresses you try to win the fight. I laugh cause every damn time i do i get sent to the hospital like im the psycho one you know? It is a very good felling though. You dont even realize it but your training for the next round and the next. Slowly and slowly you start getting back up after they knock you down and suddenly hiding and screaming isnt your only defense. As years passed ive been learning their hits and learning their weekpoints. Then when they start to lose the fight they just cant handle the fact that their loosing and that they dont have any control over you. So they call up a friend named Pembroke State Hospital or Tauntons DYS. They might say you have won the battle but you have not lost the war but the truth is they have lost the war because they will realize they were the reason you were in there. You didnt get yourself in there they did. They think what did we do wrong? The war is not over. All those lonely nights you spend in there you just gain more psychotic thoughts and anger that can never be erased. Each night I was in there i would look beyond the iron caged windows and into the night. My real home. The night sky is where I placed my thoughts to remind myself the predator. I slowly began to have visions on how to kill my my mother and my stepfather. Should I stab, Should I slit, Should I burn, Should I torture, or Shall I place a nice silver bullet into their skulls. The thoughts raced through my mind like a Horse Race where the Horces were lighted with flames as they charged right passed your mind. And which ever thought won the race you were to do. The Story Is Not Over...
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