Since Mal got himself acquainted with you guys on more of a personal level, talking about how he got here, I guess it's only fair that I do the same, besides I wouldn't think of doing this if my Mom hadn't called me today.
My story's very simple, I grew up with an abusive mother, after the death of my father in a car accident, my mom started drinking and that of course led to an abusive relationship between her and me. Despite that, she still made sure I go to school and etc. I never held it against her, I don't blame her in the slightest, I blame the alcohol, alcohol is the reason why my mother couldn't think clearly.
But I also couldn't live like that, so I ran away, my very good friend agreed to help me out, let me stay at her place. Few years of living with her, she taught me everything she learned at school so I was never behind, I couldn't show up to school because then my mother would find me.
One night, I woke up to the sound of someone coming into her house, I thought it was a thief or something, so I armed myself immediately, but it was no thief, it was my friend, in a strange mask. I confronted her about it and she told me that she was at a party, she was a horrible liar, so she admitted to the whole truth, admitted to being a proxy. She explained everything about it and honestly, I didn't know if I should call the police, or the psychiatry ward.
Of course I didn't and I ran away from her home as well, because, quite frankly, I couldn't stay wit her after that. But, I didn't get far, I saw Slenderman and as soon as I saw him/her/it I ran back to her, asking on what I should do. She proposed I become part of the proxies, but I couldn't, I mean, become part of a group that kills people? That's an instant no, however she explained that I don't have to kill anyone, I can help her maintain the house in a good condition and maybe, at some points in time, help her scare this, or that person.
So I went through life like that, until I ended up with Malik, Claude and Franky.
So yea, not so entertaining, but, seeing as Malik wrote about himself, it's only fair.
Hope you guys have a nice day!
My stepdad was a bit like that, I guess, people say he is abusive and I admit that maybe he was. I thought his behaviour was my fault until I realised it there were other little factors and then two big factors, I know I was one of them, big time. After learning that I couldn't really blame him either, I can't fault someone for something if I'm responsible.
ReplyDeleteBut I don't think alcohol excuses someone being too afraid to show up to school. Just my opinion.