person who gave me unconditional love.
I know that dickhead Scott was in on it. He was so jealous of me. He was never going to be daddy with me in the picture. She probably doesn’t even know that I’m aware she had another kid with him last year.
Now they’re the perfect little family and it pisses me off! I can’t stop thinking about them. A couple of breaks, better timing and that’s us. That’s my family!
It was like all of it hit me in that instant again and I just snapped. I got Tyler to the ground and I was about to punch him in the head when his eyes went black and rolled back in his head. He went limp and I could feel this energy around him. Like something was pulling me off him. I felt someone grab my ear and pull me up hard. I thought it was Billings and I swung around to stop him. But it was that old lady and she had that same sick look in her eye that Tyler had before. As I broke free she grabbed me by the throat and practically lifted me off the ground. Maybe Billings helped her. I felt a force take my feet out from under me. She snarled like a rabid animal.
Everything happened fast. The next thing I knew two guards tackled me and put me in restraints. They had me shackled up like a rodeo bull and it was pretty much over. I couldn’t fight it. They rushed me out fast while Billings was praying.
Then the crazy old bitch scratched me across my arm with her nails. She got me real good and took my skin with her. I still feel my arm burning.
I think they might have shot me up with something because one minute I was bound and being carried down the hall and the next thing I remember, I’m here. I woke up to the sound of dripping water just outside this confinement room. There’s one tiny window, but it’s sealed from the other side.
They left me with a ham sandwich, some potato chips, water and my thoughts. No silverware. I can’t even eat this crap because the smell in here is so nauseating.
It’s been a little while since I woke and the battery is going to die soon on this computer. Obviously there’s no outlet here either.
It’s dirty walls and a fluorescent light outside that flickers like a silent movie reminding me how far back in time I’m trapped. Who knows how long they’ll hold me here.
I know they’re watching to see what I do, so I have to stay calm and not let my thoughts rule me. I’m trying to think of something happy, but I can’t. Is that weird?
Every thought I have is so pathetically sad. Maybe it is Achlys, misery, haunting me. “You here bitch.” I’m going to sing happy songs. Happy songs will keep you away.
“Flintstone’s meet the Flintstone’s.
They’re your modern Stone Age family,
From the town of bedrock,
It’s a place right out of history…
Ba pa.. Da da da da. Da da da.
When you’re with the Flintstones
Have a yabba dabba doo time.
A Dabba doo time.
We’ll have a gay old time.”
Why’d I think of that? Why the Flintstones? Think hard. Think. Why? Why did I think of the Flintstones?
Because it was my favorite cartoon as a kid. Then I got Kennedy hooked. We used to watch the Flintstones together all the time. She loved it. I even bought her this Pebbles outfit for Halloween one year and took her trick or treating. I went as Kazoo. She’d say ‘Bam Bam’ every time she got candy. That was my favorite Halloween ever.
Why am I thinking about that now?
I close my eyes and can picture Kennedy like she’s here with me. Dressed in that cave girl suit with her little pigtails and me in my green football helmet with the mask taken off wearing those crazy green tights. Jamie was laughing so hard she peed
I know that dickhead Scott was in on it. He was so jealous of me. He was never going to be daddy with me in the picture. She probably doesn’t even know that I’m aware she had another kid with him last year.
Now they’re the perfect little family and it pisses me off! I can’t stop thinking about them. A couple of breaks, better timing and that’s us. That’s my family!
It was like all of it hit me in that instant again and I just snapped. I got Tyler to the ground and I was about to punch him in the head when his eyes went black and rolled back in his head. He went limp and I could feel this energy around him. Like something was pulling me off him. I felt someone grab my ear and pull me up hard. I thought it was Billings and I swung around to stop him. But it was that old lady and she had that same sick look in her eye that Tyler had before. As I broke free she grabbed me by the throat and practically lifted me off the ground. Maybe Billings helped her. I felt a force take my feet out from under me. She snarled like a rabid animal.
Everything happened fast. The next thing I knew two guards tackled me and put me in restraints. They had me shackled up like a rodeo bull and it was pretty much over. I couldn’t fight it. They rushed me out fast while Billings was praying.
Then the crazy old bitch scratched me across my arm with her nails. She got me real good and took my skin with her. I still feel my arm burning.
I think they might have shot me up with something because one minute I was bound and being carried down the hall and the next thing I remember, I’m here. I woke up to the sound of dripping water just outside this confinement room. There’s one tiny window, but it’s sealed from the other side.
They left me with a ham sandwich, some potato chips, water and my thoughts. No silverware. I can’t even eat this crap because the smell in here is so nauseating.
It’s been a little while since I woke and the battery is going to die soon on this computer. Obviously there’s no outlet here either.
It’s dirty walls and a fluorescent light outside that flickers like a silent movie reminding me how far back in time I’m trapped. Who knows how long they’ll hold me here.
I know they’re watching to see what I do, so I have to stay calm and not let my thoughts rule me. I’m trying to think of something happy, but I can’t. Is that weird?
Every thought I have is so pathetically sad. Maybe it is Achlys, misery, haunting me. “You here bitch.” I’m going to sing happy songs. Happy songs will keep you away.
“Flintstone’s meet the Flintstone’s.
They’re your modern Stone Age family,
From the town of bedrock,
It’s a place right out of history…
Ba pa.. Da da da da. Da da da.
When you’re with the Flintstones
Have a yabba dabba doo time.
A Dabba doo time.
We’ll have a gay old time.”
Why’d I think of that? Why the Flintstones? Think hard. Think. Why? Why did I think of the Flintstones?
Because it was my favorite cartoon as a kid. Then I got Kennedy hooked. We used to watch the Flintstones together all the time. She loved it. I even bought her this Pebbles outfit for Halloween one year and took her trick or treating. I went as Kazoo. She’d say ‘Bam Bam’ every time she got candy. That was my favorite Halloween ever.
Why am I thinking about that now?
I close my eyes and can picture Kennedy like she’s here with me. Dressed in that cave girl suit with her little pigtails and me in my green football helmet with the mask taken off wearing those crazy green tights. Jamie was laughing so hard she peed
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