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Friday, December 27, 2019
Mother?
I was almost home when I saw mamma rushing toward me in a frenzy, almost angry. It took me a while to realize that she had a knife in her hand. I was frightened from here behaviour. Although, it was not bizzare. She has been behaving this way ever since that fateful day.
I didn't waste time, as adrenaline rushed through my body, I charged away from mamma. I was scared. I hid behind the tree, I always did when I was scared.
You see, mamma has been having these post traumatic episodes after Tommy, my little brother was killed In front of her eyes. It's his death anniversary today. Everyday, mamma goes looking for people who she thinks might have killed Tommy.
The last time she almost murdered our neighbor, later, she was sent to an asylum but she returned yesterday.
One night I asked her why she couldn't recognize the figure, she said the person was wearing a mask.
I knew she was not lying, after all it was me, I thought, only I knew.
Now I think, she did too.
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