My Darkness

Hello. My name is Jack Panning and I'm the son of both Peter Pan and Captain James Hook (though not in the way you would think). When I was 10 years old I went to never land and was Hooks son for a total of 1 week. 1 week of total disruptive fun. But I paid a price. Oh you always do, don't you. I have a darkness in my sole that will never be satisfied. Not even now, when I have my sister's blood on my hands, the darkness is still screaming more, always more. Does it even know what it made me do! She screamed you know, asked me why I was doing this to her. But I couldn't answer, I can never fucking answer. Makes me wonder why you know. Why I never tell them. Why I never told them. All those times dad asked, "You okay Jackie my boy?" Well after he actually started caring that is. I could have told him, but I never did. I look back now and wonder why… why couldn't I tell them and why can't I? Then it answers- because you know that they can't help, no one can. If you tell you know they'll only think of you as a freak- only a freak and nothing else. You know if you tell they'll hate you.

And I can't help thinking that its right. Now amount of counseling is going to make it go away. Not just my, err, what did Hook call them, oh, phobias. My little worries, I've had them for so long I don't even remember how I got them. I guess that's how I got used to Hook so quickly. He just reassured all my little fears. Ironic hu, how I've got so many phobias but never once have I had a problem with trusting people, never once. So now I'm telling you to beware because everything comes at a price. No matter how childish or stupid it seems. Everything has a price. Remember that always.

The End