The time when the Dark was strongest was at night. I mean that’s when everyone is most easily scared, isn’t it, but the Dark is cleverer than just shadows and creepy night sounds. I think it chose to live in the realm of darkness and half-truths because it knew best how to manipulate people, when they are tired and not able to focus. I remember one night, getting into bed, and really not worrying about anything, when my mum came in.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
2: More Chupa-Chups
I’d got hurt at school, from falling over in the playground. There were little stones, nearly as small as sand, and they got stuck under my fingernail and pushed my nail loose. It stung like anything, and I knew it would hurt more if they tried to get the stones out. So I started crying and biting my lip and swinging my arm about so the teachers couldn’t get to touch my fingernail. Marie-Carmen took me to the medico who turned out to be a lady, in this other building, who looked like she just sat there all day waiting for people to hurt themselves.
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