What Happened So Long Ago

WARNING: The contents below may be disturbing to you. Please read at your own risk.

Can You Tell Me

What happened so long ago? Can you tell me? Can you tell me? I promise I won’t breathe a word of it to anyone. You know I can keep a secret. You’ve whispered things to me for so long now. We only have one another, there is no one else. There is no one coming to save us. We need to rely on one another. After all, who else is there? There is no one coming to rescue us, deliver us from this evil place. Don’t talk too loudly, he will hear and come for us. Evil walks upright, and he took us from the ones we loved. We were so small when he came for us. It feels as if we’ve been here forever. Don’t breathe, don’t breathe. Maybe if we hold our breath forever it will take us out of this place. Where darkness never leaves, the wicked do wrong, and ungodliness surrounds us. Stealing our will to survive. 

Shackled to one another with chains around our ankles that are anchored to the floor with bolts too big. We have nothing with which to try to pry them off. Spiderwebs splay over the windows, and rats scurry away seemingly disturbed by our unwashed bodies. There is a pail for our duties. He hasn’t come to empty it and the stench is overwhelming at times. We desperately want him to come, and we desperately do not want him to come. When the door opens and badness walks in, the real terror begins. So, we make no noise, we cry no tears. We’ve been here too long and have shed too many. We both pray for an end, and secretly hope for a beginning. When we hope no more it signifies the loss of our lives. Goodness is no more and the unacceptable begins. Our minds shatter into a million pieces for all hope is gone. There’s no climbing out. There is no new beginning. There is only the now. A new mind numbingly level of terror. A fear so utterly horrifying and incessant. Our soul's quake with it. Our spirits break and our worlds collide. The door closes, someone unholy and inhuman walks out and we break. Reality ceases to exist, and the horror he inflicted on our minds and bodies is never-ending. Softly she whispers to me. What happened so long ago. Can you tell me? Can you tell me?

The Sad Truth

A short story of two little girls who were kidnapped and tortured for months by a man who they thought was a friend of the family. Someone they trusted who they thought would never harm them. He sat with them in their home and read them books, he ate dinner with the family, he was a friend of their fathers. He was a good man, or so they thought. Until the mask he was wearing slipped. They thought nothing of it when he said he wanted to take them for ice cream. Would they like that? Would they like to come along? They went along, never to be seen again. 

Truth, be aware, trust no one. Horror lurks around the corner waiting for you, its jaws wide open.

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Side note: As disturbing as this is, what actually happens to kids who are taken in this world we live in is far more terrifying. Keep your kids close. Don't let them out of your sight.

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