Hello I'm just an old user who managed to remember my password. So I'm rebooting everything now. This will be my first story in a while.
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"Jake was a loving caring child." A Mother sat in an old therapist office. It has been 2 months since her adopted son died. "I don't know what would drive a person to do such a thing. Why? Why did it happen? Why did I let them go alone?"
the theripist was writing some notes down in his note pad before sighing. "Ok Mrs. Drake what you're is normal. Mourning for the death of a loved one is normal especially for children. Now the Cliant Pepper Drake is she here today?"
Mrs. Drake nodded towards the little girl sitting in the corner playing, or rather staring at the assortment of stuffed animals she had in front of her. She was silent with an eternal expression of shock on her face.
"And what is her purpose of being here today?"
"She saw it happen in front of her. She keeps having nightmares about it. I don't blame the poor thing and I know I'm not the best parent in the world. I know it's normal to mourn but I wanted to take her here cause i know that no child deserves to see what happened as much as no child should have to die so young." The mother took her tissue and wiped her tears once again.
the theripist nodded back in agreement. He wrote something else on his note pad. And that's when the sessions began.
Pepper Drake retold the dark tail of her brothers death and how he'd come in her dreams to haunt her. Soon after 6 months of therapy they pit her on medication to help stop the dreams, and it worked. After a few years on the medication Pepper stopped taking them and nothing haunted her dreams from the past again. That is until she comes back to the place of her childhood for some extra money. This was only the beginning of her troubles and the first step to a bigger destiny in her life.
Hope you enjoyed this prologue.