A long time ago (it was during the years 2002-2004) my Mom was living with me and her boyfriend in the same apartment. I remember that one time when it was morning, I couldn't get up from my bed and go to college. So, Mom kept telling me to get up, and her boyfriend called me an animal because I wasn't getting up from my bed. When he did it, I felt a lot of unease and fear inside. I also remember that one time I was in my Mom's room and was watching TV, and I turned closed captioning on. However, before I turned off the TV, I forgot to turn off the closed captioning. A few hours after that, when he came home and I was in my room, he came to my room and said to me with a really deep threat in his voice, "Turn the closed captioning off!" And again I felt a lot of unease and fear inside. Even though Mom kicked him out from our apartment in 2004, and now I live alone and have never seen that person again, thoughts about him still bother me. I just don't wanna meet someone like him again.
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