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my stepdad has been drunk and claimed we've been kidnapped
my mom has been checking his messages cause she's logged in, claiming that he's been calling and messaging us, which is false. Told his friends and family. cause she's been wanting to go home too. She's defended him for like these days.
my mom's bruises are healing so I guess that's a plus. Still slow though. Apparently he's hurt her so bad, she can't use the bathroom normally.
Apparently this happened with my biological dad. The exact same thing.
He's acting like he's a fucking good person, having everything he wants, claiming his house as his. Trying to bait everything us. He could have gotten the car back already, but he wasn't doing anything.
She's crying, and I feel bad now.
She said she said she only allowed my biological dad to do this for 1 year. And it been about 11 years with my stepdad.
I gotta tell my friends, but I don't know how.
just to think this all happened from a stupid argument while walking home from the gas station.
So the cycle continues I guess. As well as my thing of guessing the future by accident.
Did my mom make us come here just so we can stay? She said we might stay and my mood changed instantly. No I don't want to stay in fact I'd walk hours just to get back
what do I doooooo djdhdk
what if I change schools or what if I can't see my friends or something
She literally made a comment about getting food, I glared at her and went in the blankets and now my eyes are watering I just wanna go home you said we're only staying for the weekend
And now she's calling me lazy for being on my phone, and you can't blame me at this point I don't want to be next to her.
And now she's calling me out for things and now I'm at my limit I'm actually going to kms :(
I bet I've never watched like most of the childhood shows you've watched as well as movies. And I mean both previous and currently cause I was a weirdo and I was never really into a lot of popular things.
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Alright, here's the story. Hope you like gore... kinda. (I'm not a great writer, but a great summarizer. IT'S A FUCKING CURSE)
tw: suicide and body horror-
Alright, so basically:
August 4th, 10:16 A.M.
Aaylin's POV:
I have decided to take a small walk around Stick City. It's just like any usual day of the year, nothing crazy. Today, it's just a nice breezy day, leaves falling and crunching under my boots, my red scarf flowing with the wind. I was on my way to the park, just going to have a little walk. It's nice, especially when no one goes to the park at this time, so it gets nice and quiet. It should be about a 5 minute walk, as I only live about 3 blocks away. It's around the outskirts of the city, a small playground with a bike trail, next to a hill. The hill is pretty steep, since that's where the passenger train comes and goes. It usually goes from this city, to the other. I just call it The Clover, since the track it looks like a little four-leaf clover. I checked the time, seeing it's now about 10:18. Maybe I should stop for a snack. There's the street vendor on the way there that I usually talk to. Maybe I can buy something there. That's a great idea, A small picnic for one at the park.
August 4th, 10:22 A.M.
I'm just arriving at the park, with some cotton candy and pretzels in hand. It's just as I thought it'd be. Nice and peaceful. There's only a small amount of birds chirping in the trees, as it's almost winter. They should start migrating about this time. The wind rustles the leaves and branches, making the park tranquil. I managed to close my eyes, just listening to the noises that surround me for a few seconds. Now time to eat my snacks!
August 4th, 10:27 A.M.
Okay, I'm not trying to be mean or criticize anyone, but that pretzel had way more salt than it usually does. It was like putting extra salt on a saltine cracker... Ugh. If I eat anymore salt today, I'm going to have a stroke. Where did my water bottle go? I need to flush my mouth... Oh! It's in the pocket of my coat, haha. What to do now? Hmm...
August 4th, 10:28 A.M.
...
The train was about to pass, and there he was. Maxwell, my therapist. On the tracks as the train was only about a minute away, coming at 65 miles per hour. I had no idea what was going on. I call out to him hesitantly.
"Maxwell?"
He didn't respond. Giving me a small glance before continuing whatever he was doing.
"Maxwell!"
This time, he stared down at me. His grey eyes expressing sadness, tears forming. They looked at me with some hollow look, something I've never seen before. His face almost peaceful...
I was just frozen there, until my legs started moving on their own, trying to climb up the steep hill. My legs burn, trying to latch onto whatever I can use to lift myself up, from rocks to the small patches of dirt. The horn of the train feels deafening as I called out to him, almost drowning out my voice.
I see him mouth "I'm sorry", making me pause for just a moment. At this point I've gotten nowhere up the hill, just tored grass from wherever I scrabbled.
"Please don't do this..."
"I... Can't anymore, Aaylin... it's— it's just... I'm sorry for failing you... For... Being so naive and weak. I hope you can move on from everything... I love you."
I try reaching out from the side of the hill, way below the rails, but I witnessed something horrible... then and there.
August 4th, 10:30 A.M.
The force of the train crashes into him, Blood spewing everywhere. His body going under the train at the sheer impact. He is thrown a couple feet away from where the carnage happened. Some of his remains are rolling down the hill. There's blood on the track, yet I can't help but take a peek at the body just several feet to my left. His head has split open, the glasses are broken besides him, frames cracked. His body has been mangled, and I believe his right leg has an open fracture. His face is lifeless, eyes slightly open, as well as his mouth. I can already sense the iron-like stench from the blood, running to my nose.
August 4th, 10:33 A.M.
Tears run down my face, and I hear a siren slowly getting louder, yet I can't process all that's happening, my breathing rapid and uneven. I feel someone trying to soothe me, putting a blanket over me, but I try running over towards Maxwell as they put over a sheet of plastic over his body, and put him on a stretcher. Apparently it's Vex, out of everyone, trying to pull me back, trying to stop me, hugging me. Something she usually never does unless it's something as traumatic as this. Blippy is sobbing, Bleppy is very quiet. And right now, we all need this time together. The therapist I loved, now dead because of the suicidal intentions he managed to keep hidden from the world.
Guys I would like to announce that I was the one who caused the car crash with Amethyst. I was driving on the wrong side of the one way and decided she needed plot development. :)
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