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I awoke to see Damien standing on top of my chest, which is strange because he isn’t able to stand on his own. I saw a shimmering silver blade tucked into one of his nubs as he approached my face, swinging it closer and closer to my eyes. “Don’t scream, Simon. I am only here to help you.”

 

 

I was thrilled when my parents told me I was going to have a little brother. Even though his skin was darker than mine, I still loved him and wanted to share happy memories together. Simon was very silent and secluded himself from the family. Whenever he did speak, he spoke with a large vocabulary, which surprised me considering his age. Some kids are just prodigies, I guess.

On one particular night, I sneaked into Simon’s room to sleep next to him. However, I noticed Damien on him holding a knife. I ran out of the room and quickly told my parents. They scolded Simon and locked Damien away in a chest. I was relived. However, Simon’s whole personality changed and his eyes looked dark and empty.

 

 

Years passed in that dark trunk and I could do nothing but bear witness to the events that unfolded. Simon and Jacob’s parents locked me in a trunk next to Simon’s bedside and told him constantly that he wouldn’t be able to get me back until he started to act like a normal boy would. For years, I stayed within those dank four walls and listened to Simon’s giggles during the day and his muffled sobs throughout the night. It was obvious that Simon wasn’t going to get any better, and personally, I envisioned him having a mental breakdown. Although it was what I expected, I couldn’t have pictured anything as gruesome as this.

I wish I could’ve done something to save Simon.

 

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