Mom?

Part 1

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Hi, I’m Jake, I am 14 and I have been living my life with only my mother and father as they're only child.. At least that's what I thought all these years.

My mother and father divorced when I was 7 years old, so I have been living with my father mostly because I couldn't live with my mother. Father would always get mad if I tried to ask him about living with her. I tried to of course from time to time asking him about mom and how she is doing but he wouldn't answer or even say the reason they divorced. I always wanted to meet my mother after that or at least go see if she was okay or not. So always on my birthday I wished to see her or talk to her again.

When I was 9 years old my mother appeared secretly in front of my house after I came out of school that day, she was only standing there sadly and looking at our door and looking if anyone was there. I was so happy to see her again, so then I started running to her and hugged so tight. The whole time I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming or not. My mother was crying and so was I at the moment but we couldn't help it since we didn't meet each other for about 2 years. After that my mother started to appear more and I would go with her to the park or just hang out outside. We would always go to see the night sky at the end of the day. I would then wake up every morning just to walk early to school with her. As I was thinking, it didn't last long, because she told me “Listen honey, I am sorry to say this but I will not able to see you again because I can't let father know that I’m with you, so please If I ask you to do something in the future please do what I say, ok Jake?”. I was very confused and sad but then nodded to an agreement and before I knew it I was already at home sleeping. She never came to visit after that.

After 5 years passed she came back and she was at school waiting for me. She seemed a bit odd because she wouldn't stop smiling and was once or twice looking at the sky. She would always be passionate to ask me a lot of questions about how I was doing and what I have been up to these last 5 years. She told me that she can’t stay up to my birthday but I was ok with that since my wish was to see her. Everytime we would talk she seemed to hide something from me so whenever I asked her how she was doing she would change the subject and then give me a big smile, of course I saw it was fake but still smiled back at her.

to be continued…

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Mom?

part2

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Whenever my mother and I would hangout, she would seem sad or lonely somehow. I tried to ask her sometimes what was bothering her, but then she wouldn't answer or say nothing, then when ever I tried to ask her how she has been or where she has been living all this time, she would mostly dodge any question about her and then would just change the subject and have a big smile after. I tried many times to follow her where she was going, but everytime she caught me and I would never even see what direction she was headed. One time I was able to follow her, but then she disappeared on a corner and then I lost track of her, it’s like she vanished.

Since I was hanging out with my mother a lot, my father would ask me where I was or what I was doing outside for so long. My father drinks a lot and smokes so I always try to find a way to stay out of the house, because he usually gets mad at me for nothing. I would tell him about mom, but my father is very sensitive about that topic so he would usually get mad at me and another thing is that, one of my mother's wishes was to not tell him that I'm hanging out with her. Because many times a day I would stay outside until midnight. My father started to realise that I was going somewhere since I didn't come to dinner many times. One time my father was so drunk that when I came back home one evening, he almost hit me with a glass bottle and a chair because he thought I was a thief, but thankfully I got out of the house before he did that to me. I am used to him getting mad at me and yelling at me when he is drunk, but I’m starting to think that even that is too much for me to take care of.

Our house is a mess and always smells like beer, smoke and like garbage. All the food we always eat comes from my father's work or then just fast food. You see he works at a restaurant and he sometimes brings food from there, but aside from that we never really had a good father and son relationship so I didn't care and I had other things to do, like study, hang out with friends or just be on the phone.

A month later right before my birthday I tried to ask him if he had seen mom around at all. My father looked me dead in the eye and said “Of course not son, why would I”. Then I accidentally responded “WHY don’t you care about her anymore, that’s why she visits me!” My father looked angry and when I realised what I said, I shut my mouth and ran into my room. He started banning on my door and asked “How did you see her?” “WHere did you see her?” “WHEN DID YOU SEE HER!?” Every time he asked me a question he started yelling more and more louder. I answered back angrily to him that “Well she came to meet me since she doesn’t wanna know an assh#le like you I guess.” I yelled at him and then he started bangging on the door more and asked me to come out. He calmed down a minute later and responded the coldest way and said to me “Listen, when you were seven years old I locked your mom away because she wasn’t behaving and the thing is, I actually killed her 5 years ago..”

I felt so sick and ill that I asked him “you have to be joking with me dad, so you saying that you both divorced was all a lie to cover up you murder you did?”. Before he could answer I took my bag and I opened the window on my room and escaped outside as quickly as possible. I started running full speed far away from the place I was living for 14 years. I just kept running and running without looking back and then hid under a pile of boxes. I could hear him yell for me and ask me to come out, but I didn't. I was so out of breath that I almost wanted to faint, the fear I had at the moment was too overwhelming. Thankfully he went the opposite way where I was and I could rest at ease for a while. I slept under the pile of boxes and tried to look if my “father” was still there. I called the police and told them where I was, soon they arrived and helped me get to the police station and then thay asked me a lot of questions. I told them all about my father and answered their questions, before I knew it he arrived at the police station and asked me if that was my father. Since I was so disgusted by him I couldn’t look him fully in the eyes, but I saw his smirk and I knew that it was him, he had this blood thirsty smirk

End..

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Game night

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Date. 15. wednesday. 1989

Hi diary, today I was having a really good day like usual and I was hanging out with my friend, welll actually I am still hanging out with her. You see I am staying the night with her. We were talking and having fun but then we decided to play a board game, her parents are not home so we got to do whatever we wanted to do anyways. We found an old looking board game and decided to play it ofcourse. The game had a strange name it was called something like “Shinigami game”, do you know what i mean when I say it sounds weird, it sounds lame? The game looked fun and interesting so we gave it a try. The rules were so odd too they went like “1.If you lie you will get a punishment 2.If you damage this board or say bad things about it you WILL get very bad luck for a long time 3.Play this on a dark place or it won't work correctly 4.Don't say your name 2 if you say or write person's name more than 3 times when the board game is open he or she will die at 3:00”. It sounded very pathetic and stupid for me at least.

When we were playing it, it mostly went like this. Me:”Well those are some dumb rules, is this supposed to scare like elementary kids lol”. and then we both laughed and made jokes out of that game while we were playing it. We were playing it and nothing was really happening plus it was super boring as hell too. But anyways we have to wake up early tomorrow so I don't want to stay too late, Good night.

Date. 16. thursday. 1989

Hi diary, I ended up waking up a bit earlier that supposed to so that sucks, i am super sleepy too. It's about 1:55 and Cindy went outside a few minutes ago, She said she had to go to the store buy something. Its odd since were at her house and not mine so why should she buy any food when she has a lot of food at home home. Well aside everything Cindy and of course me Emilia are going to go to a car trip at 7:10. We are going to go to the museum, i know it sounds a bit lame, but it's a cool one. Cindy seemed a bit odd tho when she woke up, she looked super pale and scared. I told her that “No way you are scared of that game”. She responded quick and said to me with a serious tone too that “No Emilia, I think that the rules are not just made up to scare people. We should at least close the board. Emilia I don't want anything to happen to us”. You see the board was open because we decided to have it open up to morning as a small challenge to us, we did kind of close it when she said so, I didn't want her to be worried. but i'm going to sleep again I don't want to wake up sleepy.

Hi, I woke up again and and its 2:49 and she is still away. I wonder if she got lost, but she knows the neighbour good so well too. Hopefully she didn't get lost. She hasn't called me or anything, she just left really early in the morning and hasn't come back. I'm gonna wait a little bit and come back and write if anything happens.

HELP, I am right not sitting inside a small closet but that doesn't matter. SOMETHING WAS inside the house! I was just sitting and looking at my phone when i heard things dropping in the kitchen. I got so scared I ran to to the closest hiding place and hid there. I Don't know if this my last diary note I will ever send, But if you're reading this please Find my friend.

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