>>Hazel (9 years old)
The early part of my life was pretty normal. The most average and ordinary it could be, it was. Well, at least for me.
My father worked an office job while my mother was a house-wife. I also had a sister but she lived in the countryside with my grandparents. As a kid I couldn’t really understand why we both couldn’t live together with our parents and I often asked my mom about it.
The answer she gave me was short and precise, “Baby,” She would say, “Once your dad gets a better job Angela will move in with us.” For some reason, her answer was always the same.
Why did he have to get a better job for us to live together? I didn’t quite understand tha
>>Hazel (10 years old)My mother was an only child, she had no relatives except for us and unfortunately for her, her parents passed away before she got married to my dad.So, we were all she had and perhaps that is why she never raised a voice for herself.The truth I had learned as a nine year old always haunted me. It made a bunch of other things suddenly come to light. Specifically why my mother always covered herself so firmly.Never before had I noticed that my parents didn’t exactly talk like other parents. It dawned upon me when we had a ‘bring your parents to school’ day.My dad was the one who came to cheer me on and I would have b
>>HazelI watched her as her body swayed slightly in the middle of air with the help of the rope that was around her neck.I looked further up to see that the other end was tied to the ceiling fan, which too was moving due to the influence of the weight.I blinked in confusion as I stood there with my mouth open.Today, she wasn’t wearing a long skirt that reached till her ankles or a full sleeved shirt. Rather, she wore a pretty white dress with ¼ length sleeves and the helm of which reached her knees.With her skin finally exposed, I could see blue and black bruises clearly on her but that didn’t surprise me.I knew where they came from. B
>>Hazel (10-11 years old)My father was found not guilty of any charge.He came back home the same day Angela was going to come and live with us as he got away with the statement that his wife was a patient of depression and did that to herself.He had the upper hand because he never harmed me or Angela in any way and the victim in question was already dead and had no one to vouch for her.I already made the statement that I never ‘saw’ him hurt her and when I was asked about her injuries I couldn’t answer.A sense of self hate and guilt began to wrap around my head.Why couldn’t I say anything?
>>Hazel“I was the reason behind our parents death and the reason why Angela hated me so much.”My story wasn’t particularly long yet it took me so much time to tell it to him. I paused a lot along the way and struggled to speak some parts but in the end I managed to tell him everything.The sun began to set as an orange hue colored the sky. The clouds were gone but the wind still hadn’t died down, it would occasionally still flutter past us and make me feel cold all over again.“I thought you were a sane person.” Valek didn’t try to comfort me. I think he already knew that the past that has been set in stone can not be changed so there’s no point in saying anything beca
>>Hazel My body burned and it felt like my head was going to split open. I had come down with a fever after sitting in the chilly space right after getting wet in a rainstorm. This was bound to happen but with the conversation I was having with Valek on the roof, the thought of going somewhere warmer didn’t really cross my mind. The secrets and thoughts we shared there were too captivating for me to think about something else. Sharing my life’s worth decision with someone was actually more refreshing than dreadful and hearing Valek’s thoughts about my problems and getting to know a bit more of his story didn’t let me focus on anything else and I ended up getting sick.
>>HazelThe sound of droplets falling on the floor along with the silent sobs were the only things that made sound in the room.I felt utterly devastated but I knew Emilio was heartbroken as well. He had a wish, an innocent wish, which most people are blessed with while he wasn’t. All he wanted was to have a mother so badly, that he actually believes that I am his yet still I failed to protect that.Maybe not entirely, I didn’t actually leave but if Valek hadn’t stopped me I would have done it.I would have… done it…The weight of my actions and thoughts was crushing me.I lowered my gaze
>>HazelMy pupils shaked as my heart pounded in my chest. Valek had his eyes focused on me very keenly and it made me nervous. The rays of light coming in from the window most likely gave away my trembling eyes and I stuttered while trying to convey my words.“I-I-I did not!” I retaliated and got my face away from his hand while I snatched my hand away from his skin as well and then glared at him in an attempt to show him that I was standing strong in my place.He looked back at me in amusement. The sunlight coming in through the big clear glass exposed itself on his skin making him look even more handsome than usual and it sort of made me conscious of myself suddenly.I didn’t even wipe off
>>HazelA strange feeling began to overwhelm me. I had no idea what it was or why I was starting to feel so weird all of the sudden but something just felt odd.His mind set was a bit twisted all along. To get what he wanted he has used any method hasn’t he?It made sense, why else would he force me to mother his child?He wanted me all along.I gulped as I looked at Valek.He had his eyes fixed on me and I could tell he was trying to read me. The way he was looking at me startled me for a moment.My heart began to pound as I realized that and took a step back.