(a/n- just another lil short fic from the haderator. have fun! please review!)

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Secret Bloodstains

I'm back in this house,

This horrible house.

Haunted with memories

And pain.

I never thought I would set foot in here again.

I touch a spot on the wall.

Pain surges through my body.

I hear a small child,

Sobbing and pleading.

"Get up, boy!"

I stand up, still shaking, only for her to strike me again.

I know that child.

It's me.

But no one really cares about me, do they?

If anyone knew, they wouldn't have sent me back here.

I roll up my sleeve,

And look at my arm.

The scars are still there.

I look back at the wall.

The stain is still there.

No one else knows what they are.

If you were to look closely at one,

You would notice that they

Take on the shape of a small child,

Perhaps about seven.

But only I know what they are.

They're my memories.

My secret bloodstains.