It's not happening until he gets back. I feel like I'm in a hold where they keep prisoners, waiting to receive their punishment. I guess you could call me sort of a prisoner, to Pitch, and my punishment is for, avoiding fear.
This is usually the time where the prisoners look back on their mistakes and remember their past a little. Well I never made any mistakes to put me in here, so I guess I'll just look into my past a bit.
I remember when I was 5. I wasn't afraid of much then. Just storms for, they blew my tree house over, and the dark, for no apparent reason. I remember having a nightlight then. That was the year I met Bridget.
I lived in Toronto. It was my 5th birthday party. My parents threw me big birthday parties back then, where they would invite all the neighborhood kids, they seemed nice.
I still felt like I was being treated like a little kid, even though I acted 3 around the time.
After I got all of my presents, everyone headed out to games, like whack the piñata, everyone except me. I hung back a bit, I admired a doll someone gave me, and I wished she could have some of the fun too.
That's when I noticed her, she looked a lot like the doll, and her name was Bridget. People got me the doll because it reminded them of me. There was a slight difference though, Bridget was 16.
She was standing in the doorway, she said 'Sorry, I'm late, I got you a present.' She got me sun block. Apparently, she didn't want me getting burned, if I ever went to the beach.
I had the rest of the party with my neighbor's kids, my family, and Bridget, my imaginary friend.
The next year, I moved to Stratford, Bridget with me every step of the way. That year, she met Perry; I started kindergarten and learned about death. Such a young age, I know.
In grade one, I learned, some people are not that nice. I was picked on because I was different. I even devolved a fear of monsters, after walking through a haunted house after a stupid bet. When I was 7, that's when she and Perry got married. I thought it was happening so fast, I didn't understand the term pregnant yet.
When I was 8, Gregory, Bridget and Perry's son, was born. I still didn't know exactly how they got him; all I knew was babies grow in their mother's tummies.
When I was 11, that's when I started being afraid of the dark for a reason. Our teacher made us watch this scary movie.
When I was 13, Bridget and Perry had a daughter named Cindy. I understood pregnancy at the time, and just this year Bridget and Perry had a son they call Ozzy. What will happen to them once I'm gone? Will they just disappear?
He's here, my Hold time is over.