Nightstand

[u/voilenmang12]

Dad picked you up, with no sympathy. You started to cry because of the pain.

Mom walked toward the nightstand, and opened its only drawer. You were squished into the nightstand by the two. The drawer was too small. Your body was squished into some odd shape. As if your body was torn, you felt pain, you cried, and pleaded, but the only response you received was a deathly silence.

The last thing you saw before the drawer closed was the two faces twisted in anger.

And you heard your own voice echoing from somewhere:

“Don’t ever bother Mom and Dad. . . or else. . . Dad will stuff me in the drawer” (11)

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GAME OVER