Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : YoungAdult

        I am a good father. Daneil never really had many friends. He didn't have imaginary friends either. So it didn't strike me to to hard when I thought he had a imaginary friend.
        Me and Martha got divorced so, I got custody of Daneil. He is a sweet kid honestly. He never got in trouble at school, never went below a B. Typical second grader. 
        So when we moved I decided to move to a big neighborhood, just so he could make friends. So we bought a semi small house on Rose Burry Circle. I figured maybe I would get lucky and Daneil would meet a friend with a single mother... well that wasn't the whole idea. But any way, he still didn't find many people.
         One day he started acting out of the ordinary. He was a very good kid, not even lying. I had to fix the car, it was leaking. So I asked Daneil if he wanted to help and maybe walk around the neighborhood. But instead he wanted to go and read. I didn't argue, we all grieve in different ways. So, I was under the car trying to reach the screw driver when Daniel's Spiderman car toy drove past me.
        "Daneil? Could you reach my screw driver? Thanks."
         He never answered. Instead he drove right into the brick that was holding the car up. I quickly pulled out just in time. I stood up ready to scold my child, when I heard the door slam shut.
          I walked in, and when I did I went straight into Daniel's room. 
        "Daneil Maurice!"
         "Yes, daddy?"
          "Don't you 'Yes daddy' me. Son, what were you thinking? You could've killed me!"
            "Daddy, what are you talking about?"
            " Don't play games you know very well that you shouldn't be driving your car when I am working. I asked you to give me the screw driver and instead you pushed the brick, and now you are lying about it."
             " Daddy what are you talking about?"
             "You were outside on your car."
           "No, that was my friend, Kaden."
          "Who is Kaden's mom? And dad?"
          "He doesn't have any of those."
         "Huh?"
         He looked really upset, "he won't tell me much. I am sorry. I will tell him not to come over any more."
          Right then and there my heart broke. My son, what if that was my son who didn't have parents? So I did what any responsible parent would've done, "He can come only if he doesn't hurt anyone, kay?"
           He nodded. And that was that. We ate and slept like nothing happened.
         The next day was when I doubted Daneil's story. He asked if he could play in the yard so I said yes but after he eats lunch. After that he went out side. I was washing the dishes when I looked straight in the window. Daneil was at the woods, but I didn't see anyone else.
            "Daneil!"
          He looked back at me and turned facing the woods. He waved and turned around and ran inside, "Yes, daddy?"
              "What were you doing?"
             "Oh, I was talking to Kaden. "
            Right then I knew there was no kaden. He was an imaginary friend. Daneil was making it all up. I didn't say anything but okay and we continued our day. 
                 Then that night, I heard a crash. I got up and immediately went towards Daniel's room. His room is all the way at the opposite side of the house. So I ran into his room.
          "Daneil?" I whispered. He was asleep. I went to check around the house. Nothing was broken. It was just a dream I told myself. Just a dream.
         In the morning I didn't hear much about Daniel's "friend" Kaden.  So I took him out to icecream and had a father-son day.
            That night, I heard a crash. This one sounded too real to be a dream. I got up, and grabbed my knife in one swift motion. I walked swiftly yet cautiously. As I pasted the kitchen I saw our dog, Beans tied up hanging upside down. His stomach was ripped open, and candy was stuffed inside. I gagged and walked faster to Daniel's room. 
              I opened the door and Daneil, my baby boy, my whole world was laying in the corner, the only movement was the shallow rising of his lacerated chest, his arteries hanging still attached to his investing heart which was lying in front of him. 
       "Daneil!" I screamed struck in horror.
       "Daddy...?" His little voice, sounded like pure agony. My poor baby. 
        I went to take a step torwards him when a man way taller than me walked up to Daneil and shoved a pencil deep into his ear. His voice screamed pure agony. 
       "Get away from my son!" I screamed, holding up my knife. 
       He then laughed a menacing laugh and pulled the pencil out and threw it somewhere in the room. Daneil's scream echoed once more. 
       I jumped to get the man who hurt my son when he vanished behind me and pushed me. Causeing me to stab my own son.
         Daneil barely screamed as I saw the light fade out of his eyes. I looked at my hands. My baby boy is gone. And I killed him. So you see I am not crazy it was just an accident . I was just trying to protect my son. 
                                ~AlLiSoN pOlK