Chapter 9

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Chapter 9
[ Nightmares and French mornings ]

'Mommy?'

Mommy was crying again when she saw daddy bringing a girl into his room. The girl looked like she had the same age as my big cousin, Monica. Monica was 18 and I don't know what daddy would do to the girl.

I looked back at my mom again and saw that she was pale. She was always pale that her brown eyes and hair looked pretty on her. I grabbed my mom's face and made her look up so I can wipe her tears but my four year old self gasped when I saw her eyes.

They were red and even I knew that it wasn't from crying. Her once beautiful chocolate brown eyes were now as red as blood.

'M-Mommy..'

And then everything was black.

'Shh don't scream' I heard my mom's voice from the darkness. I tried to open my eyes but all I saw was a little girl walking down the hallway rubbing her tears away.

I had a nightmare that night and I went to go sleep with my mom like I do every time but when I reached her door, it was already opened. I peaked through it and screamed.

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The image of my mother's teeth sinking into a stranger's neck was engraved in my mind but the meaning and intensity of the memory differed as I grew up.

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