9.21.2006
Book Of Bad Dreams: Chapter I: The Good Son (Schmektor 1)
With heavy heart, you head upstairs to your room. Today is the day.
Today is the day that the men come.
You close the door, bolt it like you were told, and hide under the bed, pulling the blankets down low so they can't see you.
Today is the day your father leaves.
You hold back the tears, more in fear of them hearing you than in an attempt to be brave, because you certainly aren't. You're just a big coward. A big sissy. More tears.
From downstairs, a knock on the door... they're here to take him away.
Today is the day that the men come.
You close the door, bolt it like you were told, and hide under the bed, pulling the blankets down low so they can't see you.
Today is the day your father leaves.
You hold back the tears, more in fear of them hearing you than in an attempt to be brave, because you certainly aren't. You're just a big coward. A big sissy. More tears.
From downstairs, a knock on the door... they're here to take him away.
