Mother Warned Me

Mother always warned me not to cross the street. Mother warned me about those types of things. She said bad men would kidnap me, take me away.

I guess she was right, in a way. I crossed one day, because I was never a good child, and several men came out and picked me up and asked me many questions.

I don’t know why she never wanted me to cross the street. All the men wore blue and had badges. I don’t know why they put silver bracelets on Mother. I don’t know why Mother attempted to bite one of them.

I don’t know a lot of things, I suppose. And years later, I’ll never know why she made me call her Mother.

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Grabbed from Horror/creepy short stories