In the Morning When I Wake Up

by skiesandmore

February Calder can be hostile, but only when threatened. Other than those instances, she's sweet, kind, and friendly. She's the girl that's been through a lot, but keeps fighting on. When she moves to the Murder House, she doesn't expect to find friendship or love or anything. She's just trying to get away from the darkness. Little does she know, she's moved into the center of it.

1. Introduction

When I was growing up, my mother always told me to be afraid of the darkness, so when I was little, I would request a nightlight, make scared faces at the dark, to please my mom. She explained to me, when I was a little older, not to be afraid of the dark, but the darkness. These were two different things, she said.

Be afraid of the darkness, the evil that spreads through the world, and hides in shadows. The things you don't need to believe in or see to be real. Be afraid of those things. This was her biggest life lesson to me, the only thing I can really remember now that she's gone. I have the memories of her, when she was healthy and happy and not giving me advice. The only advice came when she was depressed, surrounded by the darkness and desperately trying to keep me out of it.

The thing is...

I think it might be too late for me.

I think I may have already given into the darkness. But what if that darkness, that scary, concentrated evil, is what I need? What if that's what keeps me sane and alive and in the end, gives me light? What do I do then?

In a house filled with dark and darkness alike, how do I save myself?