Daddy’s words are weird to my brain and make me take a second to think. Sometimes I feel like I can remember a before place and before people, but just like the bad man, those thens live in shadows and, anyway, they scare me. Sometimes Momma tries to talk about the back then. It’s always at night when the lights are off and when the fan is on. She talks in ssssssshhhhh voices when she tries to say about it all, but I never wanna hear it. I don’t wanna listen. Back then scares me to know, but I can’t say why. So when she starts to talk about the people and the houses from before, I always put
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