The Playground.

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Jay's POV~

'I was four when it had happened. . .'

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Running around the playground was an amazing feeling! The wind blowing through my hair, playing with my toy plane and my parents trying to catch up with my speed! As I jumped into the sand pit, my mom picked me up and tickled me mercilessly,"This is what you get my little monkey!!", I squealed as I struggled in between my laughter. She eventually released me from her tickles and let me roam again. . .

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Once we got back home, I was sent to bed by my dad, it was usually the time he sent me to bed since I don't really get enough sleep. . .










































I shoot awake from a nightmare! I didn't cry out of even tremble in fear, I was just. . . Shocked to what I had just dreamt. . . I looked at my hands and I couldn't focus on reality as my mind was imagining the parts of my dream into real life. . . I got up and grabbed my Teddy. . . I climbed back into bed and just went back to sleep for kindergarten. . .

~Present Time~

I could feel everyone's eyes on me, I felt someone girp my hand tightly. . . I looked up from my bangs to see Stephen giving me an encouraging smile, "Let it out, Jay. . . Don't let it bottle up inside you. . .", I took another deep breath and let those words sink in, "So. . . The only thing I regret of my childhood. . . Was listening to Him.", I felt my blood boil at the thought of him. . .

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