Just stitched

I'm Lia and I live with my mom and dad in a small neighborhood. I never get to play with any off the kids or even just go outside but on some occasions he would invite some kids over, mostly girls that are my age, after that they would never visit again so he would just invite a new one over, back then my life was fun, when mom was still around. One night, mom and dad had a fight and dad told me to go to my room, so I did, I could hear them yelling. After a few minutes, the noise stopped, my dad picked and told me to go to sleep, I was only 5 back then so I didn't know what was going on.

I woke up the next day and my eyes were hurting, like they were being stabbed, I screamed in pain, I couldn't see anything. I heard my dad opening the door to my room. "What's wrong Lia?" he said with a worried voice. "My eyes hurt!" I cried in pain. "Let me take a look." he said while holding my face. "Stay calm and I'll get some medicine.". I waited for him in my bed for what felt like an hour after some time I could hear his footsteps again. "This is going to hurt for a bit okay?" he told me. After that, the pain had gone away but every time it would come back I would just call my dad and he would do the same thing again.

This went on for a couple of weeks until I couldn't feel anything anymore. now I'm 16, dad told me that mom left us the day they were fighting. I memorized everything and every place in our house so I just walk around when I feel bored. (CRASH!!) I turned my head in the direction the sound came from and heard a scream of a little girl. "Who's there?" I asked while slowly walking towards the kitchen. "Do you live hear?" a shaking voice asked. "Yes, who are you?" I waited for her answer but she didn't reply. "Who are you talking to Lia?" I jumped from my dad's voice. "I was talking to a girl, didn't you see her?" I stayed quiet to hear if she's still here. "It's just you and me here dear, I didn't invite any guess today." he said while walking me to my room. who did I hear then?

"Wake up please!" a voice whispered in my ear. "Who's there?". "You need to help me please." she said with a shaky voice. "Who are you?" I asked while trying to stand up. "I'm Elise, I'm begging you help me, please." I could hear her crying. "What are you doing here, leave me alone." I quietly screamed. I walked out my room and opened the front door and waited for her to leave, I closed the door when I couldn't hear her and walked back to my room. Few days passed and Elise was nowhere to be heard, it was quiet until the day came Mary Jane. "Do you know that guy?" she asked. "What guy?" I asked, confused. "the guy that lives here.". "you mean my dad?" I listened for her reply but couldn't hear anything. The next day she talked to me again. "Why are you still living with him?" she asked but I just told her, I want to, and then it was silent again. This went on for days new names of girls, I didn't know if it was the same person just playing tricks on me or it was actually different people, all were asking for help each time my dad was not home, I ignored them and just told my self that maybe my dad invited them and they just wanted to go home early, they never finish talking because they keep leaving before I could ask them what they needed help for, after some time I finally asked my dad about the persons I was talking to and he just told me to not talk to them. After that, Mary Jane or the others who never told me their names, never came to talk to me.

"Lia, help me." I heard my dad yelling in pain. "Dad?! What's wrong?" I asked. "Help me please." I ran outside and yelled for help hoping someone would hear me. " What's wrong child? What happened to you?!" a woman's voice said in shock. "My Dad, he needs help, his inside, please help him!" I said, I could feel the tears forming. The Lady told me to stay outside while she calls an ambulance and go check my father. After a few minutes I could hear sirens then a man asked me "What happened to you dear?!" I was confused and didn't answer. The lady held my hand and told me that my father had a heart attack. They took me to the hospital and when I woke up the doctor told me to open my eyes, I didn't know what he meant by that so he held my face and told me that he'll open them for me. Tears began forming, I could see again. A lady was standing beside me and told me everything. My dad stitched my eyes the night my mom and him were fighting, I was terrified, I just cried and did nothing.

Months passed, I lived with the woman who helped me, I needed to go to the hospital for them to keep checking my eyes. As I was there, I saw a news paper with my dads picture. Man wanted after taking 15 children, Clare M., Pair C., Mary Jane K., Elise D., Cristine L. and Lia G. etc. Some were found dead except 2, Lia her so called daughter and Clare while 1 is still missing to this day. I was in shock, two of those names I recognized, my dad was kidnapping kids and killing them, then I remembered every girl who asked for my help but never did. What really happened with mom that night? But the big thing that got me terrified the most was, did I talk to them when they were still alive or was I talking to children my dad killed? "Hi dear." a cold voice whispered. "Dad?"

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