A six year old Amnesia sits in a lavish dining room, in the corner under a massive table hidden in his den playing with his he-man figures, castle grey skull and all.....he hears his mom shouting through the air vent inside his fort.... "Oh so are you going to stop whoring when you're king?"... The king... "Listen darling....". "Don't you fucking darling me...." A glass smashes.....the curtains to amnesia's fort rip open and an older woman picks him up and carries him through the massive estate , through the corridor, down the left hand side of the twin steps and outside to the sounds of his mom screaming from the beating his father is giving her getting fainter until they can't hear it anymore as he is carried over the large field in the rain.
About Author
Rikki lee Coombes
43 years old, started writing stories end of last year and have a near complete horror/comedy trilogy, an action story and I am half way through my third one which is also action....all the stories feature characters with mental health issues, being depressed for 20 years (or maybe forever) , having many other undiagnosed problems and not talking to people for weeks at a time makes it easy for me to get lost in my own head, which is full of madness
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