Chapter 24: Memories(1)

A boy held a little girl in his arms, they were in the darkness hiding underneath a desk.

They were hiding from…

Growl….

A beast that didn't look like a beast at all.

The children held their breaths, afraid of the beast finding them.

The beast raised its snout and looked behind it, it then whimpered and a spear stabbed through its neck, ending its life so suddenly.

The boy heard a loud thud and pressed both his and the little girl's mouth together.

"I I I I I I I I I heeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyoooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...."

A voice sounded from above them, it was higher in tone yet also like that of a broken record, each word it utters were inhumane and it was incapable of normal human speech.

The girl let out a silent squeal to which the boy managed to hold her mouth shut and hugged her tightly, he was glaring as the girl started sobbing in fear, muffled cries that the poor girl couldn't control her emotions.

The boy knew this, he was shaking faintly but he didn't let it show, the little boy knew that if he let out even a hint of fear, the monster would be able to sense them somehow. He forced the little girl to shut her eyes off after covering them with a soft towel and tried his best to make sure everything would work out well.

The little girl started sobbing even more as she started trashing around in fear, the boy was surprised and was not able to control her well, a loud thud sounded.

The boy gritted his teeth in pain as he felt the stinging feeling from his leg, drops of tears formed but it soon disappeared into a tear drop and fell down to the floor.

The boy managed to control her body and stayed silent, her face on his chest as he pressed her whole limbs as close to his as possible.

He then started listening for footsteps or any sound from outside of the desk.

His eyes shut closed and focused only on his sense of hearing. When he heard that there was nothing, he waited for a few moments before getting his soul shocked out of his life.

The monster was right infront of him.

It looked a lot like a human with limbs and such but that was what was abnormal.

It's face, terrifyingly close to his, was enlarged, eyes longer than his entire arm, a grin so wide that it covered nearly 40% of its entire face.

It was eerily similar to a human but that was what was scary, it was a monster in a shape of a human that really didn't seem like a human at all.

The boy froze in fear, when he realized that he was scared, he tried to run with the girl but found that his legs didn't seem to be cooperating with him, that was when he felt terror. He then looked at the monster with its awfully large grin, its eyes going crescent from how wide its mouth was, that there was when he felt dread.

From fear, to terror, to dread and to…

A sense of despair.

The boy pissed his pants for the 5th time in his entire life.

He took off the blind fold from the little girl's eyes and pushed her away before screaming, "Hershey, Run!!! Leave me behind!!!!"

The little girl rolled around a few times before hitting a wall and stayed there, she shivered for a few seconds before holding her head up and looked at him, her face drenched in fear, tears constantly flowing from her eyes, her face pale from fright.

He saw that her legs wouldn't stop shaking, he looked down and saw that her two legs had been cut off.

That was when the boy had first felt a sense of hopelessness, a sense of agony.

The two looked at each other as tears fell down in their eyes, the shadow of the monster looming over them as it softly giggled like a little child who found its toy at last.

It was toying with them; he knew that it was toying with them.

Its smile widened further when it found the little girl, it then stiffened for a few seconds as if it was thinking, its eyes then widened as if it suddenly had a good idea.

It looked at the two of them then ominously said, "Oooooooonnnnneeeeeeeeeeee...…"

The boy looked at it and gritted his teeth in agony.

"Twwwwwwwwwoooooooooo...."

It was planning on toying with them more. It was planning on breaking them even more.

Why.

Why do they have to experience all this injustice?

Other children had a happy childhood, why not them? Since they were a child, they had lived in constant fear, hunger and thirst.

They lacked a love that parents had for their children, they lacked the strength and courage to fight back or even try and speak to other people.

Everyday, they had to beg for food and water, even money just so they could survive. Everyday, they had to scower through the trash to find food.

They had to endure the beatings and abuse of their parents. Their father beating them up, raping his little sister, his own daughter, selling him to be a prostitute to a brothel. Their mother telling them that they shouldn't have been born, that they should not have existed, that they should just die, that they should just kill themselves.

Frotus, at a young age, even at the age of 1 had known cruelty and the dark side of humanity. He had experienced it first hand and hated the children who had good lives than them, he hated the God that placed him into such a cruel fate.

He hates God.

When his little sister was born, he was not happy, but rather angry and spiteful. He cursed God for the entire night that day.

He knew that she would only go through the same experience that he had gone through and he hated himself for being unable to protect her from it. From the darkness that would soon envelop her.

Every night he had to listen to his 6-year-old little sister crying and screaming for help, as he lied on the floor with blood dripping from his mouth and nose. His hands tied into a rope as a collar and a leash on his neck strapped tightly. Wounds that his father had made from beating him up.

He wanted to ask God who created him, why?

What had he done, what had the two of them done to receive such an inhumane and horrifying experiences? To be cursed to suffer for their entire lifetime?

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

They had gone through what seemed to be hell.

Now this? This is beyond hell; it was as if it was a punishment for them for reasons unknown.

"Ffffiiiiiiiiiivvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeee...."

He heard it laughing, when it did so, a flash of anger appeared in the boy's eyes.

He then started biting himself, then beating himself up, trying to regain his body back from the grip of despair that held it hostage.

He….

Wanted to live.

No.

He wanted his little sister to live.

"Please, atleast Hershey, atleast her…" He mumbled as he regained his body back, he rolled towards his little sister and found out that she had already passed out from the fear and gritted his teeth in hatred and sadness for their fate.

He then placed her unto his back and started running.

The monster laughed even harder than before as it screamed, "TTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A screech could be heard, Frotus looked behind him and had only one single thought in his mind.

This was unfair. Utterly unfair.

Then his vision turned to black.

The poor children's sufferings didn't end here, unfortunately.