It had been, what, 21 years?
He had left the only home and property that he had been given down to by his parents and ancestors since he was a child. He was only about 2 at the time. It was a complicated story that no one that he knew as family or relating seemed want to hear it out or even speak of it. Their memories seemed to deteriorate even further when those relatives become distanced and the families that he had seemed to reveal the adoption as a part of a long aged friendship that has died away with the other person. The only memories of said person became what had given this man, now alone in the whole world, 21 years to live as a normal human being, given a place to sleep, food on a plate, and education that had lasted until college.
The adopted family that he got wasn't as bad as what others had said it would. When he was 6, his so-called father revealed the secret himself, but part of the little kid knew inside him that he didn't belong there, with different hair colour, different kind of toes, different kind of thoughts. He wasn't surprised neither was he was filled with anguish. Didn't think much then. he continued on, nodding all the while, thinking it was a no biggie.
At 18 years of age, he came to realize he had owed his whole life to that "father." He thanked him for what he had done. Again, he was not surprised when the man revealed another so-called secret. The teenage boy knew that his father was an engineer and his mother, a doctor. What he didn't know was they were working together on a project. A project that had cost themselves and the man's own life, much. Excluding the only boy they had, their whole property were hidden away from the eyes of the public, said to be necessary for the project, at the time half-done, so as to preserve it's secrecy.
He didn't care for any of those things.
Now, 23 years old after the parents that had given birth to him were gone, he had come back to where he used to live for 2 years of his earliest life.
The old house was made of stone and the roof were tiles, but the surrounding were forests within forests. It was abandoned since who knows when. even before he was born. He took a step inside the gate.
The wind didn't blew but he felt a chill inside him. He had walked these same steps long ago. No, of course he can't remember the exact same scene but something inside him was telling him, urging him, to go inside the house. It wasn't an eerie nor it was a random feeling.
Inside the house...
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Continue this... I DARE YA.
I was writing this in the middle of the night with the lights off... so.... yeah......
Now i cant sleep.
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Shit.
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