my darkest day

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I sit as the world flies by… on a trip.. in the remote countryside.. to a house… no one around… quiet, so quiet… run to the door.. out of the rain… hide and seek… “Count to ten, Blade, count to ten!” … 1,2,3... up the stairs and down the hall, they run… giggle, giggle.. here I come!…Razor’s in the closet.. at the end of the hall… Gem’s under the bed… “Found you!” I call… she runs .. to base… down the stairs.. to the door… scream.. piercing through the house… Razor’s behind me.. in a second’s time… run downstairs.. to the window… she stands.. still as stone.. with a look always known… he is home… all run and hide.. must survive tonight… Gem and I in a closet.. Razor under the stairs… he stumbles through the door.. drunk and sore… dripping from the rain.. looking to inflict pain… collapse on the couch… “Matt, Suzie, Sare, come here now, you lazy, no good, worthless, pieces of shit!”… we come from our hidings and stand in front of him… “Take my clothes and hang them to dry.”… do as told, always… cautiously, we move around him.. then take his wet clothes to the line… come back to him… puddle on the floor… he stands, “Suzie, look at the mess you made!”-smack!.. hit to the ground… “Clean it up!”… scurry to get a towel… “Matt, get me new clothes from the laundry and take that towel with you.”… Razor disappears to follow orders… “You two, come upstairs with me.”… we follow in fear.. and know what’s coming… thrown into the room… ties me down.. to a chair… he goes toward her… “No! leave me alone!” she calls, backing away… in a corner… he’s on top of her… his disease spreads through her.. As she screams in pain… I fight my bindings… trying to get to her- “No, leave her alone! Take me! No, don’t touch her!”- can’t.. move… a bat’s in his hand… hitting her repeatedly… she screams no more… Razor’s at the door… “Help her, Razor!”… he runs to Gem…”Take another step, boy, and I’ll hang you.”… no heed to warning… held by the throat.. against the wall… rapping a tie around his neck’s tender skin.. as Razor fights… gasping for air…hangs him on the fan… he laughs as Razor spins round and round.. above the bloodstained ground.. fighting for life… slowly, movements stop.. and he struggles no more… I cry of their demise… must give them to the hidden ones… he comes toward me.. with glee in his eyes…”Please, don’t kill me.” and I beg for life…filled with fear… “Stay still.” he unties me.. and carries me to my room… lays me to bed.. and says, “I’m sorry, baby. You suffered enough tonight.”… rubs my head.. then locks the door… I’m left alone.. in the dark once more.. I lay still and cry.. as sleep washes over me gently…