What The Hell…. (8/73)

Before my mother had Jack return to the house, she spoke with me about how people make mistakes and that she was going to let him come back to the house to live with us. I was far too young to understand what the hell was going on. I just knew that I was scared... Continue Reading →

To Lay Their Mark Upon my Soul….. (7/73)

My mother stopped moving instantly as she saw the knife within inches of my tiny chest. As she lay there completely still Jack pushed her further up on the bed and turned the knife on himself, but not before pulling me up towards my mother’s head so that I could watch the horror show along... Continue Reading →

No Way Out ! (6/73)

We all settled into the new house rather well after our initial game of lost and found. The following months through out the summer we would begin to adapt to all living together. I would spend every 2nd weekend with my father and the weekends I was with my mother, her and Jack typically went... Continue Reading →

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