why me?
i remember the day i first saw a monster. it was a year after my nightmares started. i was having the worst day of my life. a lot of bad things happened that day. third grade was not the best. the teacher repeatedly interrupted my naptime, made of fool of me, and punished me. in the end, i did have those fifteen minutes of recess to take a small nap.
when i got home, Desmond wasn't there. she was usually the person i would go to for comfort and reassurance, but she was at a friend's house. i had to settle with Callen, who made my day at least a little bit better. but then Ollie came in.
Ollie only got along with Callen and Callen only. he wasn't happy to see me with Callen. he yelled at me, slapped me, and kicked me out. any positive emotion i once had disappeared.
my last resort was father. he was in his room (which was always dark because he hated when the lights were on) laying down. i knew father enough to know he didn't have a good day. maybe he had gotten tired of doing the same thing everyday.
anyway, i climbed up beside and laid down with him. it took him a bit to recognize my presence, but when he did he was quick to hug me. father was a giant compared to me. i was small compared to father. he was much taller and warmer than me. it was times like these that remind me that father still cares for us. even if it's a little bit.
i didn't have a good day, but at least i didn't have any nightmares.
