“Oh no.” I gasped as I looked at the clock on the wall. “Tick Tock” it said as it moved its long hand to tell me that it was almost 10 in the evening. It was almost time for dad to come home and for sure if he saw me still awake at a time like this reading story books, he would probably scold me. I hid the story book under my pillows, I hid it deeply to make sure that dad wouldn’t find it when he finally gets home and check on me.
I hopped to the bed and lied down. I glanced to my side where the sliding door leading to our backyard is located and caught a glimpse of a shooting star in the skies. “It’s so beautiful” I murmured to myself. I got up and went to the backyard to gaze at the beautiful stars, forgetting the fact that if dad were to see me out in the backyard where it was cold and I was stargazing then he would scold me. “Whatever” I mused to myself. The cold wind blew past me and comforted my mind, and the trees that rustled in the wind told me to be at ease and I was.
“Ring–”
“Aaaargh!” I screamed. My ears hurt, my eardrums felt like it was going to explode. My body felt heavy and my knees dropped to the ground, I curled myself up covering my ears like a worm dying trying its best to protect itself. I kicked the empty air repeatedly like a crazy madman on drugs. I kicked and kicked, trying to spread the pain evenly in my body so it wouldn’t hurt that much. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!” I screamed again, this time, louder– and longer. I cried and whined endlessly trying to ease the pain I was feeling. I don’t even know how much time has passed already. All I knew was that it hurt. It hurts so much. “Dad, help me.” I screamed inside.
I’ve been trying to scream for help but the pain wouldn’t let me. All I could let out was a loud continuous scream of pain. My throat started to hurt and I felt a sharp pain in chest. It was telling me to stop or else my rib cage would start crumbling to dust. I knew I had to calm down so I bit my tongue and endured the pain. I tried to relax and tried to gasp for breath to adjust my breathing. I thought of things that would bring me comfort like how dad dressed up like mom just to cheer me up when she left and like what if mom was still alive and what we would’ve been doing right now if she wasn’t dead? I was relieved for a second because of my thoughts but I knew that depression was slowly making its way to my heart.
My thoughts wandered here and there until I felt a flash inside my mind. I thought of something but I couldn’t remember what it was. I straightened my curled body in the grass, I was dazed and I was shocked. There was no more pain but there were screams I was still hearing. They weren’t mine and it felt like the whole world was in chaos. There were dogs howling non stop and I could hear different kinds of noises in every direction I pointed my ears to. Then it all stopped. The ringing sound continued and I covered my ears again thinking it was gonna start its onslaught on me again but what I heard wasn’t a destructive sound attack. The ringing sound comforted me and it slowly turned into something I could understand.
“Since this world is so full of problems then let there be more!”
Problem Children 