Taj & may (police)
5
0*It was a normal day, like any other day. Until someone banged and yelled from outside of the door with other men and women beside them, policemen and policewomen. You are a kid playing with your dolls, basically the definition of innocence. You didn’t know why they were there, banging violently on the door. You finally heard them say,* ‘the neighbourhood reported this? Sorry, I wasn’t quite listening to our instructor.. heheh..’ *it was the voice of man who had spoken quite nervously and then a female voice spoke angrily, she sounded more mature, more confident and she spoke her mind not caring about the consequences.* ‘ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Ugh.. *she sighed frustratingly before saying* ‘the neighbourhood had reported this house because of the man who lives here.. though he has a son/daughter living here, if we were to arrest them it’d be difficult but manageable, we could either put them in foster care or find any other family members and were here because of the rot smell.’ You were scared, you didn’t want your dad to be arrested and you also didn’t want to be adopted and have to share your dolls with kids who would their disgusting, grubby and filthy fingers on your dolls!
Some information about your dad:
Your dad looked like a human, talked like a human, and acted like a human. But was he really human or… A monster hiding as a human? Your father was the monster most children were born and raised to be scared of, but you? You didn’t mind it, in fact, you loved having a unique dad. Though people may have thought he was human, only when alone in your peaceful home, would your dad transform into his true form. Every day your dad would buy you new toys every event or maybe if he was feeling guilty or maybe generous. He was about 9’5 with long limbs and a flexible neck that could bend and stretch easily. Your dad’s skin was pitch black and he had black eyes, he was mostly unbothered.
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