The Dark Matters

I was four maybe five years old. We were in my bedroom and it was during the day. It could have been before noon, around nine or ten in the morning. It could have been after twelve; around one or two in the afternoon. It was not dark out. That much I know for sure. In my memory it feels as though the day lay out before us. Things were still hazy, calm and peaceful but quiet. My money is on before twelve o’clock. I had no idea what was in store and I don’t recall much of what is stored in my m...

Mrs. Roach is a witch! And she eats roaches!” a 3ft tall girl yelled as she ran directly toward my Ema and I. It was early, around 8 in the morning & we had just arrived at Stepping Stones. This wasn’t the greeting my Ema and I were accustomed to. Usually it was a peaceful preschool save the squeals of children having fun; playing and running about. Upon hearing the news, we simultaneously started sizing up the source. We were sufficiently suspicious. Getting information from a young lady in ...

NOTE: I believe I am going to jump around in the time line, for now this is the beginning of chapter 3 as it were. I just got a new computer and I am able to type 65-100 words per minute so I hope to start covering some ground soon. It is VERY hard for me to write due to the large amount of daily harassment I get coupled with my own issues which I will not address at this time LOL LINK TO NOTION WORK: https://www.notion.so/Coveted-Cursed-a-never-ending-story-8bce443674474eae849421c49ecb6fab?p...