CHILDISH FEARS

Chihuahua

I scream.

But it was done…

6 minutes earlier

I heard my door open… just the slightest bit… just a crack… just as always. The sliver of light was the only indication that my sanctuary had been invaded. Then, a shadow… just a black blob, so shapeless. And yet, if menace had a form, it would be like that, shapeless. Stealthy.

Heavy breathing now, I hear them, as I curl my toes in dread. In anticipation… I wait. I hear his panting, raspy and scratchy… A monster!

I can smell him now… musky, laced a hint of sweat. It smelled so sweet… and yet I never smelled anything so putrid…

I whimpered…

5 minutes earlier

I feel a tug… gentle. No… now more persistent. I roll, cocooning myself. My blanket was my shield, my brittle veil from harm.

Prodding… firm jabs…

I squirm… No, not today. Not again. Not ever again…!

He yanks hard, ripping away my claim to ignorance.

I see him now… features so clear in the darkness, clarity beyond epiphany… Dark lines cut into his skin, his cheeks sagging. Glassy eyes peer at me, hungry eyes. His lips were thin… drawn and tight, and wet. When he opened his mouth, I breathed in the foulness, the toxic fumes. I saw a glimpse of fangs… teeth sharpened by darkness, yellowed with age. A dark tongue that hung lifelessly in that mouth.

I close my eyes… maybe if I don't see him… maybe if I can lie to myself…

4 minutes earlier

I stare at my ceiling. Pools of light emblazon the smooth plaster. Like the heavens. Like bliss.

Then, I see the shadows. Shapes… ugly specters dancing on the clouds. On my heaven.

No…

Yes…

No…

Yes…

NO!

1 minute earlier

His fingers still prod me, clumsily. His nails catch in my pajamas, a harsh scratching. I push… but what's the point? I'm no longer feeling…

Numb now.

I feel gutted… torn!

I feel so dirty… I wanted my bath.

I feel so sad… but I don't feel… I just am… I am angry!

ANGRY! So angry…

But what do I know? I'm not old enough… so I've been told.

But do I need to be old enough to know enough?

I don't know… but this is wrong…

But what is right?

THE END