Dissappearance is a very strange thing because no-one understands it, not even me, but I'm not saying it has no effect. it all started before I was even born, when my parents were younger and had just birthed my big brother Mike, oh how they loved him but one night there was a buzz like many flies buzzing round the house then a snake-like hiss then a thud. My mother woke up and decided to check her young son and... He had vanished gone never to be seen again. . .
My parents panicked and when the police were as clueless as they were they left moved into a small village where they had two daughters Marilia and Charlotte (that's me though most people call me Charlie)
There was a nice period after that. Although Mike was never forgotten, we were a happy family well happy-ish mother still cried at night and father went out drinking much more than he used to and often came home with a drunken rage.
Buzz, the flies had returned);this time mother heard it and rushed to us to hold us close and keep us safe. After it had faded she carried us into her room only to find her husband, my father had fanished. She let out a pearcing scream and dropped me onto the covers.
When I was 6 the same thing happened to mother and we were alone.
Marilla cared for me then onwards, it couldn't get worse than this. But it did.
Marilla is gone I am truly alone and terrified.
I'm 17 now and nothing has happened since but I know it will.
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dissappearance
Short StoryDissappearance is something no-one understands but Charlie is going to get a short glimpse of what it can do.
